The darkness hung so thick and black, I scarcely could believe—
My very hand before my face, my eyes could not perceive!
I groped and found a candle that was lying by the way.
I struck a match and lit it, and the darkness fled away!
‘Twas such a little candle to dispel such heavy gloom!
And yet, its tiny flame sent forth its rays throughout the room!
And as I watched it burn, a simple prayer arose within:
Lord, let me be a candle in a world that’s dark with sin!
Oh, may my tiny Gospel-light, ablaze with love and care,
Illumine those around me, lost in darkness and despair.
And when a shadow falls upon a child of Your own,
May my small light remind him of the brightness of Your throne.
Lord, let my light burn steadily, wherever I may be—
In darkness great or small, may Your great glory shine through me!