[Illustration: Letter I.]
If I resolve, with the new year,
A better child to be,
'Twill do no good at all, I fear,
But rather harm to me,
Unless I try, with every day,
No angry word to speak;
Unless, each morn, to God I pray
To keep me mild and meek.
Then let me try with all my might,
And may God help me too,
Always to choose the way that's right,
Whatever act I do.