Let my light shine for all to see.
Let it glimmer brightly.
Hold it up on a high hill that overlooks the town.
It can be seen from miles around.
Open the eyes of the blind O’ Lord.
That they may see and follow your word.
Let your fountain flow for the soul in need.
Water and plant your sacred seed.
Let love abound from our hearts with care,
that people may flock from everywhere.
Needs are met, hearts are mended,
God’s people carefully tended.
This poem was written/submitted by Jason Kirk Bartley.