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 So long  Thy  power  hath  blest  me,  sure  it  still Will lead  me  on. O'er moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till The night  is  gone; And with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile Which I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost  awhile. — Cardinal Newman.

ind Angel  Guardian,  thanks  to  thee For thy  so  watchful  care  of  me; Oh, lead  me  still  in  ways  of  truth. Dear guide  of  childhood  and  of  youth.

Kind Angel  Guardian,  let  my  tears Implore thee  too  for  riper  years; Oh, keep  me  safe  in  wisdom's  way, And bring  me  back  if  I  should  stray.

When angry  passions  fill  my  soul, Subdue them  to  thy  meek  control; Through good  and  ill,  oh,  ever  be A  guide,  a  guard,  a  friend  to  me.

And when  death's  hand  shall  seal  mine  eyes, Oh, bear  my  spirit  to  the  skies. And teach  me  there  my  voice  to  raise In hymns  of  never-ending  praise.

— Sister M.  J.

ear Angel! ever at  my  side, How loving  must  thou  be. To leave  thy  home  in  Heaven  to  guard A sinful  child  like  me.

Thy beautiful  and  shining  face I see  not,  though  so  near; The sweetness  of  thy  soft  low  voice I am  too  deaf  to  hear.