Against darkness a lamp I always set alight;
I would stay forgetting ignorance of mind.
Lord, kindly grant a matchstick in my hand;
Igniting light I go on gliding, skein like.
The ruin of all darkness, to everyone magnanimous,
Ever novel songs Your proximity affords.
Cadence and keynotes it imbues in the whole cosmos;
Speechless and surprised, I look on high.
With Your flame, Lord, just Your lamp I ignite;
It's Your ghee and Your wick, not a thing have I.
Having produced that light, the dark I cast far aside;
Other than You no one do I spy.
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