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...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DIPPOLD THE OPTICIAN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DINOSAUR NATIONAL by KAREN SWENSON UP IN THE MORNING EARLY by ROBERT BURNS DIRGE FOR THE LATE JAMES CURRIE, M.D., OF LIVERPOOL by LUCY AIKEN |