The little attenuated voices of the children brought to her ear in distinct utterance the words they sang without thought or comprehension— Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on.
New beginnings? The children sing the encouraging hymn "without thought or comprehension." How many of us have wished to go back to a time when we did not comprehend these words about overcoming gloom? To be naive and innocent again? To believe in good?
