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John Henry Cardinal Newman

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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.
--
The Pillar of the Cloud, st. 1 (1833).

 
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