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This day the noise of battle,
The next the victor's song;
To Him that overcometh,
A crown of life shall be;
He with the King of Glory
Shall reign eternally.

Let the Lower Lights Be Burning
Brightly beams our Father's mercy
From His light-house evermore,
But to us He gives the keeping
Of the lights along the shore.

Let the lower lights be burning!
Send a gleam across the wave!
Some poor fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue, you may save.

Trim your feeble lamps, my brother;
Some poor sailor, tempest tost,
Trying now to make the harbor,
In the darkness may be lost.

Lead Kindly Light
(A Flat)
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 pray'd that Thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path;
But now lead Thou me on.
I loved the garish day,
And spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will
Remember not past years.

So long Thy pow'r hast blest me,
Sure it still will lead me on;

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