One Small Candle

One Small Candle

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!

Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. Neither do men

light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that

are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify

your Father which is in heaven. Matthew 5:14-16

That ye may be blameless and harmless, the sons of God, without rebuke, in the midst of a crooked and perverse nation, among whom ye shine as lights in the world; holding forth the word of life . . . . Philippians 2:15-16a