Tim Pratt - Joy of my life - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Joy of my life while left me here! 
 and still my Love! 
 steer me from above.
 A life well led this truth commends, 
 with quick or dead it never ends.
 Stars are of mighty use; 
 the night is dark and long;
 The road foul; and where one goes right, 
 six may go wrong.
 Ah and guide a crowd.
 God's saints are shining lights: 
 who stays here long must pass o'er dark hills swift streams, 
 and steep ways as smooth as glass; 
 but these all night, like candles shed their beams, 
 and light us into bed.
 They are indeed our pillar fires, seen as we go; 
 they are that City's shining spires we travel to;
 a swordlike gleam kept man for sin first out; 
 this beam will guide him in.