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! 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! 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, close to Thee, 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! 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! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FACTORY; 'TIS AN ACCURSED THING! by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON ON THE DEATH OF A METAPHYSICIAN by GEORGE SANTAYANA ON IMAGINATION by PHILLIS WHEATLEY ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 10. TO THE MUSE by MARK AKENSIDE TWO SONNETS: 2 by DAVID P. BERENBERG BUILDING THE LIBRARY, TOKYO UNIVERSITY; NIGHT SCENE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN MY KATE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |