| Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. The Book of New York Verse. 1917. | | | | Grace Chimes | | By Meredith Nicholson |
| | | LEAD, kindly light, I heard the glad bells ring, | |
| And thought how God existeth everywhere; | |
| Twas in a city strange that, sweetest thing! | |
| Lead, kindly light, I heard the glad bells ring, | |
| And summer quickened in the heart of spring, | 5 |
| For where the kind light leadeth all is fair. | |
| Lead, kindly light, I heard the glad bells ring, | |
| And thought how God existeth everywhere. | | | | |
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