Words can come as a rush of wind. Or they can be the wick of love, that feeds the flame.

Words can come as a rush of wind, cutting out the light that lives within.
Or words can come as the wick of love, feeding the flame for all eternity.
Be careful, how you carry your torch. Be careful, how you carry your torch.

Too close to the border will make your flame shorter, you’re only living on the edge of frailty.
Words of compromise will only build lies, falling to the ground as rubble.

Seek to speak as a child with love, whose adoring eyes caress your soul.
Feel the heat of transparency flicker within.
No time to waste living in sin. Give words of hope and gentle embraces.

Respect, often forgotten, needs to be heard. Reach for the light as you touch another’s heart!
Carry faith upon your lips as a shield. May no one leave your presence, yearning for truth.

Give Him for others to rejoice in. Let our world see His way is real! There’s no need to shudder or tremble in fear. A moment in time, with the Master , gives dawn to the day. Darkness will lose its way.

Fill your cup with praises and watch the stars reflect your joy! No hindrance will befall you, when you walk the given way. Stand firm with words of wisdom, and knowledge will find you faithful. Always grow to give Him glory and share His famous story!

Words can come as a rush of wind, cutting out the light that lives within.
Or words can come as the wick of love, feeding the flame for all eternity.
Be careful, how you carry your torch. Be careful, how you carry your torch.

Words can come as a rush of wind. Or they can be the wick of love, that feeds the flame.