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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>I DO NOT ASK, O LORD</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“For Thy Name’s sake lead me, and guide me.” Psalm 31:3</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_p_r_procter_aa.jpg" alt="Adelaide Anne Procter (1825-1864)" width="132.666666666667" height="199.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_p_r_procter_aa.html" target="_blank">Adelaide Ann Procter</a>, <em>Legends and Lyrics, a Book of Verse</em>, 1862.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Orono,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_a_harrington_kp.html" target="_blank">Karl Pomeroy Harrington</a> (1861-1953) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_o_orono.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be<br>
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A pleasant road;<br>
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I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me<br>
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Aught of its load.</p>
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<p>I do not ask that flowers should always spring<br>
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Beneath my feet;<br>
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I know too well the poison and the sting<br>
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Of things too sweet.</p>
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<p>For one thing, only Lord, dear Lord, I plead:<br>
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Lead me aright,<br>
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Though strength should falter and though heart should bleed,<br>
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Through peace to light.</p>
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<p>I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed<br>
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Full radiance here<br>
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Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread<br>
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Without a fear.</p>
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<p>I do not ask my cross to understand,<br>
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My way to see;<br>
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Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand,<br>
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And follow Thee.</p>
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<p>Joy is like restless day; but peace divine<br>
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Like quiet night:<br>
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Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine,<br>
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Through peace to light.</p>
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