Lord
Thy children guide and keep
As with feeble steps they press
On the pathway rough and steep
Through the weary wilderness.
Holy Jesus
day by day
Lead us in the narrow way.
There are stony ways to tread;
Give the strength we sorely lack.
There are tangled paths to thread;
Light us
lest we miss the track.
There are sandy wastes that lie
Cold and sunless
vast and drear
Where the feeble faint and die;
Grant us grace to persevere.
There are soft and flowery glades
Decked with golden fruited trees
Sunny slopes and scented shades;
Keep us
from slothful ease.
Upward still to purer heights!
Onward yet to scenes more blest
Calmer regions
clearer lights
Till we reach the promised rests
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