  Lead thou me on, oh guiding light, Yes over life’s tempestuous sea, My bark is frail as I set sail, Over the bounding billows free; The white caps glisten in the sun, The angry waves dash on the shore, But thy beacon light is shining, Brightly shining to guide me o’er. When night’s shadows close around me, And I’m nearing the other shore, Keep the beacon light a’burning To safely, safely guide me o’er To that land of joy and beauty, To that land of love, truth and song, Ever beckoning, beckoning onward; Lead thou me on, lead thou me on. |
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