"All the darkness in the world
cannot put out the light of one small candle."
In this still hour
God holds his great lamp low
that I may light my prayers.
Shining through the world they go,
one here, one there.
No "curtain" can keep out their glow;
no heart so cold
it cannot feel their loving warmth.
The world is being changed tonight.
Lit at the lamp of God
in this still hour,
prayer
is lighting candles everywhere.
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