A candle dims
Late at night
Or elsewhere in some greater light
And either serves to give men sight
But we
All die away
Eventually
So let this wick, so small and frayed
Burn away and be unmade
I fade
I’ll gladly fade
Fade from view
And trade what I love for what is true
Less of me and more of you
I fade
Jesus is the light
Jesus is the light
And he has made me a mirror
Reflecting his good face
Jesus is the light
Jesus is the light
And he can make you a mirror
By his perfect grace
Yes he can make you a mirror
By his perfect grace
