Last Updated on : Saturday, October 11, 2014
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Chapter 8The State of the Lamp |
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Say, is thy lamp burning, my sister! i pray thee look quickly and see; For if it were burning, then surely Same ray would fall brightly on me! ¾ Though walking the road, yet I falter. From the straight path I oft go astray; I am weary, and faint, and disheartened, Discouraged because of the way. ¾ But if only thy lamp had burned brightly, And showed what the road was to thee; I, too, might have journeyed more rightly, And found the road better for me. ¾ There are many and many around thee Needing sorely thy light's cheering glow: if thou knew that they walked in the shadow, Thy lamp would bum brighter, I know. ¾ i think were it trimmed night and morning, lt would not so likely go out, 'Midst the fierce raging storms of temptation Or the terrible tempest of doubt. ¾ Oh, if all the lamps that are lighted, Would steadily bum in a line: What guidance for many benighted! What a girdle of glory would shine!
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