Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

A Hymn - Poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar

AFTER READING 'LEAD, KINDLY LIGHT.'

Lead gently, Lord, and slow,
For oh, my steps are weak,
And ever as I go,
Some soothing sentence speak;

That I may turn my face
Through doubt's obscurity
Toward thine abiding-place,
E'en tho' I cannot see.

For lo, the way is dark;
Through mist and cloud I grope,
Save for that fitful spark,
The little flame of hope.

Lead gently, Lord, and slow,
For fear that I may fall;
I know not where to go
Unless I hear thy call.

My fainting soul doth yearn
For thy green hills afar;
So let thy mercy burn--
My greater, guiding star!


Comments about A Hymn by Paul Laurence Dunbar

  • Freshman - 701 Points Birgitta Abimbola Heikka (4/22/2014 9:13:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem. Hope is a “fitful spark.” (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 2, 2010



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