The Way

Shadows and dusk, and fading sunset light,The hour that speaks the passing of the day!And with a fear of failure and of blightI cried, God keep me in the way!

Then through the thick of doubt, despair, and gloom,In tones divine a voice was heard to say,No dark so dense but loving will illume—This is the way.

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