"I Am the Light of the World."
DARKENED soul, Christ is not dead!
"I am living light," he said;
Whoso cometh unto me,
Blind with sin shall learn to see.
Even now he passeth by—
Hasten to him with your cry,
Beg him lay his hand on you,
Take away your blindness too;
He will not your cry disdain,
Never sufferer plead in vain;
He will take your trembling hand,
Lead you softly through the land,
Talking kindly on the road,
Till you reach the light of God;
Then the scales of sin shall fall,
And Christ shall be your all in all. Christian! you who walk in light,
Joying in your heaven-given sight,
Have you not some blinded friend,
Whom no earthly power can mend?
Take him by the hand of prayer,
Lead him often with you there,
Ask the Lord to clear his sight,
Take his hand and give him light.
When you seek the Father's throne
Come not thither all alone
While such numbers blinded go
Through this life to darker woe;
Ever with you lead some one
Who knows not the way alone,
Thus more souls shall walk in light,
And ye shall shine than stars more bright.