God built and launched this year for you;
Upon the bridge you stand;
It’s your ship, aye, your own ship, And you are in command.
Just what the twelve month’s trip will do rests wholly, solely, friend, with you.
Your logbook kept from day to day my friend, what will you show?
Have you on your appointed way made progress, yes or no?
The log will tell, like guiding star, the sort of captain that you are.
For weal or woe this year is yours;
Your ship is on life’s sea, your acts as captain must decide whichever it shall be;
So now in starting on your trip, ask God to help you sail your ship.
Alfred Lord Tennyson.