 | The poetical works of Lucy Larcom |  |
SHOW ME THY WAY.
Dark the night, the snow is falling;
Through the storm are voices calling;
Guides mistaken and misleading,
Far from home and help receding.
Vain is all those voices say:
Show me Thy way!
Through the storm are voices calling;
Guides mistaken and misleading,
Far from home and help receding.
Vain is all those voices say:
Show me Thy way!
Blind am I as those who guide me;
Let me feel Thee close beside me!
Come as light into my being!
Unto me be eyes, All-Seeing!
Hear my heart's one wish, I pray:
Show me Thy way!
Let me feel Thee close beside me!
Come as light into my being!
Unto me be eyes, All-Seeing!
Hear my heart's one wish, I pray:
Show me Thy way!
Son of Man and Lord Immortal,
Opener of the heavenly portal,
In Thee all my hope is hidden;
Never yet was soul forbidden
Near Thee, always near, to stay:
Show me Thy way!
Opener of the heavenly portal,
In Thee all my hope is hidden;
Never yet was soul forbidden
Near Thee, always near, to stay:
Show me Thy way!
Thou art Truth's eternal morning;
Led by Thee, all evil scorning,
Through the paths of pure salvation,
I shall find Thy habitation,
Whence I never more shall stray:
Show me Thy way!
Led by Thee, all evil scorning,
Through the paths of pure salvation,
I shall find Thy habitation,
Whence I never more shall stray:
Show me Thy way!
Thou must lead me, and none other;
Truest Lover, Friend, and Brother,
Thou art my soul's shelter, whether
Stars gleam out or tempests gather;
In Thy presence night is day:
Show me Thy way!
Truest Lover, Friend, and Brother,
Thou art my soul's shelter, whether
Stars gleam out or tempests gather;
In Thy presence night is day:
Show me Thy way!
| The poetical works of Lucy Larcom | |