1. O lead my blindness by the hand,
Lead me to Thy familiar feast,
Not here or now to understand,
Yet even here and now to taste,
How the eternal Word of Heav’n
On earth in broken bread is giv’n.
2. We, who this holy precinct round
In one adoring circle kneel,
May we in one intent be bound,
And one serene devotion feel;
And grow around Thy sacred shrine
Like tendrils of the deathless Vine.
3. We, who with one blest food are fed,
Into one body may we grow,
And one pure life from Thee, the Head,
Informing all the members flow;
One pulse be felt in every vein,
One law of pleasure and of pain.
Display Title: O Lead My Blindness by the HandFirst Line: O lead my blindness by the handTune Title: LAMBETH (Akeroyd)Author: William E. GladstoneMeter: 88.88.88Source: The text below, a cento of verses 3, 4 & 5 from the original, appeared in The English Hymnal (London: Oxford University Press, 1906), number 322