A candle stands with untouched wick
In the darkness of the night
Waiting to give its gift to man
So that men in darkness might have sight

The candle wick at last is touched
The wick it turns to flame
Shining forth its light for all
And the darkness is forever changed

Now the candle gives its light
And all who look can see
The candle once hidden by the dark
Is now a guide for you and me

Christ is the candle of which I write
The light that guides our way
It is him alone we celebrate
Every Christmas Day