This
New Year’s day a child was born
and
charged to you and me...
cause
through the year, like each newborn,
we’re
want to shape his destiny.
Be
it so, you surely know,
he
is the kin of last year past...
and
if we likewise parent him,
our
present woes will surely last.
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