[Response: ] Your lamp burns in my night, O Lord; Your light is the oil of my soul. [Verse 1 ] You have called for pure oil, beaten and clear, That Your flame may never fade. You have lit the sanctuary of my heart, And placed there a fire that is holy. [Response: ]Your lamp burns in my night, O Lord; Your light is the oil of my soul. [Verse 2 ] By Your word, the darkness is softened, By Your Spirit, the shadows retreat. Even in silence, Your flame speaks wisdom— A quiet beacon, faithful and bright. [Response: ]Your lamp burns in my night, O Lord; Your light is the oil of my soul. [Verse 3 ] When my steps falter on uneven ground, It is Your lamp that steadies me. Not by power, nor by might, but by Your oil— The anointing that teaches and guides. [Response: ]Your lamp burns in my night, O Lord; Your light is the oil of my soul. [Verse 4 ] Crushed like the olive, pressed by the day, Still, You draw forth light from pain. You turn my burden into brightness, My weariness into sacred flame. [Response: ]Your lamp burns in my night, O Lord; Your light is the oil of my soul. [Verse 5 ] Let me be a wick trimmed for Your glory, A vessel filled with holy oil. That I may light the path for others, And burn with Your peace, until morning comes. [Final Response:] Your lamp burns in my night, O Lord; Your light is the oil of my soul.
