The Light of the Gospel

I will go, I heard Your call

I will walk where You lead

I will take Your light to the nations

I see the light on that hill far away

How it flickers and glitters

How it grows

I see that candle in the valley

It burns brightly piercing the dark

It does not fade away

I see the lamp on the island

How it feeds and grows

It does not waver to nor fro

I see the beacon in the suburbs

How it flashes and turns

It reaches far and wide

I see the flashing in the city

How it blinks and travels

Watch it move

I see the fire in my brothers and sisters

The flames lick and grow

It consumes

I see the light wherever the gospel goes