Spirit of Man Cand. of the Lord

ONce was our Candle lighted, Lord,
And did most clearly burn;
But soon did Satan blow it out,
And we were all undone:

Left in the darkness of the night,
And were bewilder'd so,
That we for want of thy sweet light
Knew not which way to go.

O let our Candle lighted be!
O light it once again,
And by it search to find out sin
Which may in us remain.

'Tis thou must light our Candle, Lord,
With th' Fire of thy Grace;
O let it burn and ne're go out
Till we have run our race;

That in thy sight we may see light,
And thereby may rejoyce,
And sing thy Praises day and night
With heart and chearful voice.