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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be
A pleasant road;
I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me
Aught of its load;
I do not ask that flowers should always spring
Beneath my feet;
I know too well the poison and the sting
Of things too sweet.
For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead,
Lead me aright —
Though strength should falter, and though
heart should bleed —
Through Peace to Light.
I do not ask, O Lord, that thou shouldst shed
Full radiance here;
Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread
Without a fear.
I do not ask my cross to understand,
My way to see;
Better in darkness just to feel Thy Hand
And follow Thee.
Joy is like restless day; but peace divine
Like quiet night:
Lead me, O Lord, — till perfect Day shall
shine,
Through Peace to Light.
~ Adelaide Anne Procter
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