Little Candle Light

You lighted the match on,
It burst into fire.
O Jesus, You transferred the fire onto the candle,
From then on, I'm enlightened.

But as I march on,
I lost the desire.
O Jesus, I need your cuddle,
So I may not be frightened.

Little candle light I am,
A little breeze would kill my fire,
No one is there to cover,
This little candle light.

I am far drifted away,
For the little candle light in me start to grew smaller,
Breeze of uncertain, storms of doubt,
Cause this fire will not last any longer.

Cuddle me up O Jesus,
For in You my desire shall not die.

P.s. I'm drifting away from the LORD now. Hectic life, lies, uncertainty, doubt struck me hard, again, again and again. Perhaps, they are right, You are lies told too often, it has become the "truth".

You're always on my mind my LORD, again, I'm blinded to see all You have done for me. I don't want to go back to the old me, for I was nasty. You pulled me away from the old me, then You released me. Isn't it far more torturing?

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