-Brian J. Gail
I don't know where I'm going. The road ahead is hard to see.
I cannot know for certain where you're leading me.
My own heart is a mystery and I'm unsure of your will,
Though my desire to please you surely pleases still.
Your voice warms winters chill.
-Tom Booth
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 even thus, nor prayer that thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I love to choose and see
my path; but now
Lead thou me on.
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will: remember
not past years.
So long thy power hath blest me,
sure it still
Will lead me on
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and terrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those Angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since,
and lost awhile.
-J.H. Newman