The candle was simple and plain,
In a holder made of glass;
But oh what radiance when given a flame
It had a purpose at last.
It stood with its soft, gentle light
That warmed and inspired all;
With a fragrance and glow that brought great delight
To those in the banquet hall.
The gift that it offered was great,
Though it didn’t seem like much.
But the candle carried its flame with such weight,
No one could miss its warm touch.
Whatever my talents and gifts,
I will ever serve God my Lord;
So that in my actions all worship I lift
To Jesus the Living Word.