GENTLY, Lord, oh, gently lead us, Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Through the trials yet decreed us, Till our last great change appears. When temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in thy perfect way. In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear; And, when mortal life is ended, Bid us in thine arms to rest, Till, by angel bands attended, We awake among the blest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SOUTH COUNTRY by HILAIRE BELLOC THE LAST MAN by THOMAS CAMPBELL SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 156 by PETRARCH TWO VARIATIONS ON AN OLD NURSEY RHYME: 2 by EDITH SITWELL MIRTH by EDITH COURTENAY BABBITT WE'LL GO NO MORE THE WOODLAND WAY by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE ECCLESIASTES by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP |