Let me shine
As a city set upon the hill—
Unhidden, unwavering,
A beacon carved in twilight.

Let me burn,
Not as a candle
Tucked beneath the bed,
But as a flame that dares the dark
And declares the dawn.

Let me radiate—
The glory of my God,
Unmistakable,
Undeniable.

I must shine,
That the world may see,
And testify of good works born of grace,
Then lift their voice in praise
To the One who lit this fire.

It is mandated—
It is commanded:
By your fruits they will know you.
So let them see Jesus in me,
As He is in God,
His breath within my becoming,
Alive in the current of His heart,
No longer I—
But Christ revealed.