Blind led the blind, we slumbered unawares,
And while men slept the enemy sowed tares.
The old familiar guides we knew are gone,
And broken are the reeds we leaned upon.
Rude the awakening. Oh, send out Thy word!
How may Thy people know "Thus saith the Lord"?
Never in multitudes can safety lie.
Jacob, alone, smote error to the thigh;
And he who is our Way-shower to God,
In prayer, alone, the long brave pathway trod.
Follow his way, and this be the reward—
Within thine heart to know ''Thus saith the Lord."
