My life feels like a flicker,
But what I really want to be
Is a bright, shining star
Shining bright for all to see.
Feeling tired and getting weaker,
And rather insignificant.
To do more for You, I long;
To gain more strength is what I want.
But what I consider flicker,
Your eyes see so much differently.
It’s exactly what You want,
And have waited for patiently.
For when my self-life grows dim,
You can finally shine Your light.
Morning Star, all will then see
Your brilliant flame through my life.