His
Torch-Bearers
(Playing
~ "Send the Light")
Hold high the torch !
You did not light its glow ~
'Twas given you by other hands, you know.
'Tis yours to keep it burning bright,
Yours to pass on when you no more need light;
For there are other feet that we must guide,
And other forms go marching by our side;
Their eyes are watching every smile and tear
And efforts which we think are not worthwhile,
Are sometimes just the very helps they need,
Actions to which their souls would give most
heed;
So that in turn they'll hold it high
And say, "I watched someone else carry it this way."
If brighter paths should beckon you to
choose,
Would your small gain compare with all you'd lose?
Hold high the torch !
You did not light its glow ~
'Twas given you by other hands, you know.
I think it started down its pathway bright,
The day the Maker said: "Let there be light."
And He, once said, Who hung on Calvary's tree ~
"Ye are the light of the world." .... Go ! ....
Shine ~ for me.
~ author unknown
This poem by an unknown author is found on
page 4 of the book, Christ and the Fine Arts.
A full explanation of the material I have used from that book can
be found on my page entitled
"One Solitary Life."
"Send the Light"
(words to the music playing)
There's a call comes ringing o'er the
restless wave, "Send the light ! Send the light !"
There are souls to rescue, there are souls to save, Send the
light ! Send the light!
We have heard the Macedonian call today,
"Send the light ! Send the light !"
And a golden off'ring at the cross we lay, Send the light ! Send
the light !
Let us pray that grace may ev'rywhere
abound, Send the light ! Send the light !
And a Christlike spirit ev'rywhere be found, Send the light !
Send the light !
Let us not grow weary in the work of love,
Send the light ! Send the light !
Let us gather jewels for a crown above, Send the light ! Send the
light !
refrain
Send the light ! the blessed gospel light;
Let it shine from shore to shore !
Send the light ! the blessed gospel light;
Let it shine forevermore.
"Ye are the light of the world.
A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.
Neither do men light a candle, and put it
under a bushel, but on a candlestick;
and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.
Let your light so shine before men, that
they may see your good works,
and glorify your Father which is in heaven."
~ Matthew 5:14-16
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