A New Year’s Greeting to a College Senior

Soft winds and a moving tide
    May bear you on, I pray,
With the love of God to guide
    Through the year to your B. A. 

On the shores of heavenly grace, 
   Or the crest of the ocean’s swell, 
May the smile of the Father’s face
    Be the sign that all is well. 

In storms, whenever they rise,
    Cling close to the pilot of prayer,
Keep faith under blackest of skies
    That the love of God is there. 

This poem is in the public domain.