Classic Poem

Father of lights, my footsteps guide
Along the dang'rous path I tread.
Ne'er suffer me to turn aside,
By error or by sin misled.

While the mad world around me spend,
Their days in folly or in crime;
O that my feet may always tend,
To wise redemption of my time!

With truth illuminate my mind,
Inspire with fortitude my heart:
Ne'er let me wander with the blind,
Nor waver in the Christian's part.

Fashion and crowds conspire in vain,
To shake the firmness of my soul:
All your ailurements I disdain,
God only shall my choice control.