Singing days

I've been singing a lot these days. I've always heard - and completely believe - that sometimes song is the only way that you can communicate with The Great Spirit. Certainly doesn't mean I can sing; just means that I am. Here's what's been in my heart today:

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, no 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 power hath blest me, sure it still

Will lead me on, O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till

The night is gone;

And with the morn those angel faces smile

Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.

- Cardinal John Henry Newman