1 Lead, kindly Light, amid th'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 blessed 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!
                        
John Henry Newman
                        
The Methodist Hymnal 1964 edition
 

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