John Henry Newman

[Cardinal Newman, Blessed John Henry Newman] (21 February 1801 – 11 August 1890 / London, England)

John Henry Newman Poems

1. Warnings 5/11/2015
2. Hymn To Matins—sunday 5/24/2012
3. Hymn To Lauds Sunday 5/24/2012
4. Christmas Without Christ 5/24/2012
5. Sensitiveness 5/24/2012
6. A Meditation 5/24/2012
7. A Thanksgiving 5/24/2012
8. Behind The Veil 5/24/2012
9. The Gift Of Perseverance 5/24/2012
10. Dreams 5/24/2012
11. My Lady Nature And Her Daughters 4/21/2010
12. Paraphrase Of Isaiah, Chap. 64 4/21/2010
13. Introduction To An Album 4/21/2010
14. Snapdragon A Riddle For A Flower Book 4/21/2010
15. Nature And Art For An Album 4/21/2010
16. My Birthday 4/21/2010
17. Opusculum 4/21/2010
18. A Picture 4/21/2010
19. To F. W. N. A Birthday Offering 4/21/2010
20. Flowers Without Fruit 4/21/2010
21. A Voice From Afar 4/21/2010
22. Solitude 4/21/2010
23. England 1/1/2004
24. The Sign Of The Cross 4/21/2010
25. The Trance Of Time 4/21/2010
26. Reverses 1/1/2004
27. The Elements 1/1/2004
28. Consolations In Bereavement 4/21/2010
29. The Pillar Of The Cloud 1/1/2004
30. Lead, Kindly Light 4/21/2010
Best Poem of John Henry Newman

Lead, Kindly Light

Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home,--
Lead thou me on!
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene,--one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou
Shouldst lead me on:
I loved to choose and see my path, but now
Lead thou me on!
I loved the garish days, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.

So long thy power hath blessed me, sure it still
Will lead me on;
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till
The night ...

Read the full of Lead, Kindly Light

A Picture

The maiden is not dead, but sleepeth.
She is not gone;—still in our sight
That dearest maid shall live,
In form as true, in tints as bright,
As youth and health could give.

Still, still is ours the modest eye;

[Report Error]