 | Ballads and Lyrics by Katharine Tynan |  |
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VOTIVE OFFERING.
Hearts of silver and of gold
Men had brought in days of old
To Thy shrine for offering,
Symbols of a holier thing.
Men had brought in days of old
To Thy shrine for offering,
Symbols of a holier thing.
Lord, Lord, dear, adored!
Take my little candle, Lord;
Through the lights in Paradise
Let my candle please Thine eyes.
Take my little candle, Lord;
Through the lights in Paradise
Let my candle please Thine eyes.
Hearts that ache and hearts that break,
Hearts to shatter and remake,
Here before Thy feet are laid,
Where June's roses burn and fade.
Hearts to shatter and remake,
Here before Thy feet are laid,
Where June's roses burn and fade.
Lord, Lord, life is light,
Flame a heart that burns to white;
As this flame mounts steadily,
Draw a heart that turns from Thee.
Flame a heart that burns to white;
As this flame mounts steadily,
Draw a heart that turns from Thee.
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For a cold heart all its days,
Let my candle tell Thy praise;
For a heart that's ignorant,
Let my candle one hour chant.
Let my candle tell Thy praise;
For a heart that's ignorant,
Let my candle one hour chant.
Poor my candle is and small,
Yet Thou know'st the thoughts of all:
How my candle saith my prayer
When my feet go otherwhere,—
Yet Thou know'st the thoughts of all:
How my candle saith my prayer
When my feet go otherwhere,—
How one thought I leave behind,
Though my thoughts are hard to bind;
Though I go away, forget,
Thou one hour o'erlookest it.
Though my thoughts are hard to bind;
Though I go away, forget,
Thou one hour o'erlookest it.
| Ballads and Lyrics by Katharine Tynan | |