IN the coming year enfolded br Bright and sad hours lie, br Waiting till you reach and live them br As the year rolls by. br br br In the happy hours and radiant br I would like to be br Somewhere out of sight, forgotten, br Your delight to see. br br br But when you are tired and saddened, br Vexed with life, dismayed, br I would steal your grief, and lay it br Where my own is laid-- br br br Bleed my heart out in your service br If, set free from pain, br You, through me, found life worth living, br Glad and fair again.