In shadows deep, where darkness looms,
A room devoid of light’s perfume,
A single candle, small and bright,
Defies the blackness of the night.

With flickering flame, it dances free,
A beacon of hope for eyes to see,
In its gentle glow, secrets unfold,
A tale of grace, a story untold.

So, too, within our souls it dwells,
The Holy Spirit’s mystic spells,
A subtle spark, a guiding star,
In every heart, no matter how far.

With quiet grace, it leads the way,
Through darkest nights and brightest day,
A source of strength, a boundless love,
Sent from the heavens, from above.

In life’s vast room, where shadows creep,
The Holy Spirit, our souls shall keep,
A little light, a powerful guide,
In every heart, forever reside.