In the darkest depths
Of the coldest place
There shines a light
Of hope and grace.
It shines all day,
And through the night,
Even when nobody's there,
There's light.
It keeps evil doers
Some distance away
And encourages nice doers
To come and stay.
What powers this light?
The love of my One.
And how brightly in burns,
Outlasting the sun.
Friday, March 27, 2009
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