God is a Candle.
In the Darkest of Nights,
In the most brutal of storms,
When men’s hearts are broken and lost,
God lights the path with Hope.
God gives refuge from the terrors of night
And from the wailing of the damned in the dark.
God gives solace amid thunder and lightning.
Warmth and reprieve when all is
Drowned and crying.
Through this darkness, with God’s blessed light
The dawn is seen breaking golden and new.
But in the new day
The candle is forgotten
What need have the people of a simple candle
And a simple God
When they have the glories of the Sun for light
And their own pride and deeds to adore?
Thus when the sky is filled with light
The hearts of foolish Men are filled with Darkness.
But take heed wisest of men:
Revere the Lord and respect the austere warmth
Pay always respect and honour to these gifts.
For when the greatest of your accomplishments
Lie broken and ruined upon the ground
When the darkest hours of night
Bring pain and terror and fear before your do