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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life.  1904.
VI. Human Experience
Per Pacem ad Lucem
Adelaide Anne Procter (1825–1864)
I DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be
    A pleasant road;
I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me
    Aught of its load;
I do not ask that flowers should always spring        5
    Beneath my feet;
I know too well the poison and the sting
    Of things too sweet.
For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead,
    Lead me aright—        10
Though strength should falter, and though heart should bleed—
    Through Peace to Light.
I do not ask, O Lord, that thou shouldst shed
    Full radiance here;
Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread        15
    Without a fear.
I do not ask my cross to understand,
    My way to see;
Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand
    And follow Thee.        20
Joy is like restless day; but peace divine
    Like quiet night:
Lead me, O Lord,—till perfect Day shall shine,
    Through Peace to Light.

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