North Pacific Union Gleaner The Old Year apos s Retreat The Advent of the New The Old Year passes Were his sheaves All garnered for his God The night winds stir hope apos s seared leaves That strew the path he trod His form bent low by grief and toil Will rest in peace at last Where snowflakes veil the mounds of soil God apos s Acre of the Past The New Year beckons Joyfully He greets the radiant morn And promise buds abundantly His verdant gifts adorn Where c