THE PILLAR OF THE CLOUD
By John Henry Newman
Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,Lead Thou me on!The night is dark, and I am far from home—Lead Thou me on!Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to seeThe distant scene,—one step enough for me.I was not ever thus, nor pray’d that ThouShouldst lead me on.I lov’d to choose and see my path; but nowLead Thou me on!I lov’d the garish day, and, spite of fears,Pride rul’d my will: remember not past years.So long Thy power hath bless’d me, sure it stillWill lead me on,O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, tillThe night is gone;And with the morn those angel faces smileWhich I have lov’d long since, and lost awhile.
Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,Lead Thou me on!The night is dark, and I am far from home—Lead Thou me on!Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to seeThe distant scene,—one step enough for me.I was not ever thus, nor pray’d that ThouShouldst lead me on.I lov’d to choose and see my path; but nowLead Thou me on!I lov’d the garish day, and, spite of fears,Pride rul’d my will: remember not past years.So long Thy power hath bless’d me, sure it stillWill lead me on,O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, tillThe night is gone;And with the morn those angel faces smileWhich I have lov’d long since, and lost awhile.
Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,Lead Thou me on!The night is dark, and I am far from home—Lead Thou me on!Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to seeThe distant scene,—one step enough for me.
Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home—
Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene,—one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, nor pray’d that ThouShouldst lead me on.I lov’d to choose and see my path; but nowLead Thou me on!I lov’d the garish day, and, spite of fears,Pride rul’d my will: remember not past years.
I was not ever thus, nor pray’d that Thou
Shouldst lead me on.
I lov’d to choose and see my path; but now
Lead Thou me on!
I lov’d the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride rul’d my will: remember not past years.
So long Thy power hath bless’d me, sure it stillWill lead me on,O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, tillThe night is gone;And with the morn those angel faces smileWhich I have lov’d long since, and lost awhile.
So long Thy power hath bless’d me, sure it still
Will lead me on,
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone;
And with the morn those angel faces smile
Which I have lov’d long since, and lost awhile.