The Candle's Light

You asked me what I see

In this little candle's light;

I see the candle and the flame

And many more things that I will name.

• I see creation on the first day
• When God made the light and gave it a name.
• I see creation on the fourth day,
• In a star twinkling in the flame.

• I see the searching prodigal son,
• Lost on a storm darkened sea.
• I see ten thousand mothers
• Humbled in prayer, on bended knee.

• I see Christ, the symbol of light,
• In this little flame tonight;
• Standing alone, a beacon in the dark,
• The catalyst of God's eternal spark.

• I see hope in this candle's light,
• A safe haven from the dark night.
• I see the way: I see the door:
• I see all this and much more.

• I see shadows dancing on the wall,
• Ghostly figures, goblins and all.
• In the light I see God's greatest feat.
• I see satan going down in defeat.

• I see the spark of life
• In the flickering flame of fire.
• I see victory over death,
• All from God's kiss of life-giving breath.

• I see the candle grow short.
• I see the flame grow high.
• I see hope grow stronger,
• As the body slowly dies.

• But, above all, I see a miracle in the night.
• I see the power of darkness yeilding to the Light.