In my heart I have a candle there, put there by my Lord one night,
As I went down to the Altar, He put inside me a glowing light,
Because I trusted in Him, He put it high upon a stand,
Just as a lost ship out at sea could see the lighthouse on the land.

He is my Savior and my lighthouse, He saw and reeled me in,
When I was lost way out at sea and sinking deep in sin,
I Pray I keep my candle lit, held up high that all may see,
The joys of marching on, to show others the way to victory.

The old cross was the stand; He was the great Lighthouse,
Holding my candle high for me to see, my heart to arouse,
Thus knowing in my heart, when I kneel down to pray,
The Lighthouse will beacon the Angels to bring me there one day.

Help me my Lord, to keep my candle lit, for all the more to see,
Hold it up high for the passerby, so he may more clearly know Thee,
Help me in the twilight Lord, to neatly trim my candle’s wick,
That it might shine more brightly, for the healthy and the sick.

Help me upon this road of life, to spread Thy word around,
Though they are in written form, let my candle light up the ground,
Where people walk daily and maybe can not clearly see,
And when the Angels bring me home, in my heart may there a shining candle be.

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