Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom
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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 prayed that thou Shouldst lead me on; I loved 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 torrent, till The night is gone, And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost a while. |
Duc, alma lux, dum noctem transeo; tu dirige. Caligo fit proculque sum domo; tu dirige. Serva pedes; spectare longius quare velim? Sat unus est gradus. Non semper is qui dicerem tibi "Tu dirige", meum tenere cursum malui; nunc dirige. Quid si superbe tunc vagatus sum? Actorum ne memento temporum. Manus beans tua usque ad terminum me diriget trans tesqua sicca, trans aquosa, dum nox fugiet et cum die ridebunt angeli, cari prius, parumper perditi. |