SOUL OF WAX

I am just a taper,

A candle in this life,

With a soul of wax that wanes,

When faced with floods of strife.

Clothe me in Light of Your Love Lord,

Give me Your Spirit of Fire,

Till I have grown molten and golden,

Glowing by Holy Desire.

Be a globe, Lord, around me,

A sphere of tempered fine glass,

That I may burn vivid in harsh winds,

Sharing Light with all who pass.

 Keep Your flame ever glowing,

That I may burn boldly and bright,

Shining a path in this dark world,

Leading to Love and Light!

By Sharon Frye