Light V. Amid the encircling gloom.

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1 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.

2 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.

3 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 awhile.

It’s well known that Newman wrote these lines at a time of loneliness and crisis in his life. Perhaps, in his illness, being indeed far from his physical home, he found the dark night more frightening than usual. But he made this prayer in that moment, one we can all make our own, verse by verse.

MMB.

Portrait of Newman by William Charles Ross, public domain.
William Charles RossNewman: https://archive.org/stream/newmanfran00barruoft#page/64/mode/2up
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