Because the road was steep and long
        And through a dark and lonely land,
     God set upon my lips a song
        And put a lantern in my hand.

     Through miles on weary miles of night
        That stretch relentless in my way
     My lantern burns serene and white,
        An unexhausted cup of day.

     O golden lights and lights like wine,
        How dim your boasted splendors are.
     Behold this little lamp of mine;
        It is more starlike than a star!