Prune thou thy words; the thoughts control
That o’er thee swell and throng;—
They will condense within thy soul,
And change to purpose strong.
But he who lets his feelings run
In soft luxurious flow,
Shrinks when hard service must be done,...
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...
Guíame entre el horror que me circunda,
¡Oh benéfica Luz!
Lejos mi hogar; la oscuridad profunda;
¡Guía, guíame Tú!
Mis pasos guarda: espléndidas escenas
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