His Lamp Am I

His lamp am I

To shine where He shall say;

And lamps are not for sunny rooms

Nor for the light of day-

But for the dark places of the earth,

Where shame and wrong and crime have birth;

Or for the murky twilight gray,

Where wandering sheep have gone astray;

Or where the lamp of faith grows dim

And souls are groping after Him.

And as sometimes a flame we find

Clear shining through the night

So dark we cannot see the lamp-

But only see the light-

So may I shine, His love the flame,

That men may glorify His name.