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

Kind light, amidst encroaching dark,
Lead thou my soul.
The night descends, and I am far from arc,
Lead thou my soul.
Keep safe my feet, I do not seek to sight,
The distant scene, one step enough for light.

I was not ever this, nor prayed that thou,
Should lead my soul.
I loved to choose, and see my path, but now,
Lead thou my soul.
I loved the sunlit day, and, though I feared,
Pride ruled my will, of bygone years I neared.

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.