EXPECTATION

That my eyes see not

Any blemish anywhere

My new year’s hope

That my ears hear not

Politicians’ tongue-lash

My new year’s hope

That I do possess

A low-profile nose to smell

My new year’s hope

That my tongue utters

Thy name in pleasure and pain

My new year’s hope

That all do I touch

Be not without Thy sweet Will

My new year’s hope

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