The
boy stood on the
burning deck, Whence all but he had fled; ... The flames rolled on; he would not go Without his father's
word; ... There came a burst of thunder
sound; The
boy-oh! where was he?"
"
Lead, kindly Light, amid th' 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."