The Lamp of Love

Don’t sail away to lands unknown,  

Don’t cross the seas to find the throne.  

No temple wall hides Him inside,  

No mountain top where He might hide.  

The Lord’s not lost, not far, not gone,  

He whispers near as dawn meets dawn.  

Just light your lamp, the oil stays bright,  

And find Him near in darkest night.  

Each drop of kindness fills the flame,  

Each act of love calls out His name.  

A word, a hand, a quiet deed,  

Grows glow from flame in time of need.  

Oh, how it warms, His light so sweet,  

A gentle song beneath your feet.  

Don’t search afar—just turn within,  

For that’s where love will always win.