The gathering gloom
In the gathering gloom, which path to take?
The woods are thick on every side.
Fate will determine the choice I make.
Embrace one course, the others forsake --
the autumn sun and the wind has died,
in the gathering gloom, which path to take?
Shall error cause a heart to break?
In which direction does peace abide?
Fate will determine the choice I make.
Will doom follow a guileless mistake?
The paths are narrow, the thick woods wide.
In the gathering gloom, which path to take?
Never knowing for sure the price at stake --
let not uncertainty break my stride --
fate will determine the choice I make.
My Lord is silent for a lost soul's sake.
His companionship requires no guide.
In the gathering gloom, which path to take?
Fate will determine the choice I make.
(Unpublished)
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