Christ Light

My path is dark, but Jesus is my light,
a searchlight for my train on down the track.
He stabs the fog, a lighthouse in the night,
His light of love, when lost, to lead me back.

Christ is the shining flashlight in my hand,
the headlight bright to show the highway clear,
a candle light for shadows where I stand,
my cell phone glow to light the gloom that’s near.

Christ is the light of faith to see His face,
the light of courage that keeps me in control,
He spreads in rays the sunlight of His grace,
He shines His light of mercy on my soul.

And in the twilight shadow of my life,
Christ will fire up His floodlight like a knife.

                      by Pete Voelz     10/24/14