By Father Casey
Ready or not, a new year dawns. We know some of what it will bring, but most remains, for now, a mystery. Yet our experience in the coming months will depend more upon the state of our souls – our faith, our hope, our love – than on our circumstances. We cannot choose the times in which we live, but we can choose how we live in them. So, in the words of the great poet Alfred Lord Tennyson, “Ring out the old, ring in the new.” May the bells that ring to start this year herald more peace and blessing – in the world and in the sacred spaces of our own hearts.
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
– In Memoriam, Section CVI, “Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,” 1849.
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