I am the keeper of this light, built generations before, its origins lost in time.
The light beckons into harbor from a distance; warns away from rocks on closer approach.
One light.
Let me be all you would have me be today, Lord.
(Letter #4004)
I am the keeper of this light, built generations before, its origins lost in time.
The light beckons into harbor from a distance; warns away from rocks on closer approach.
One light.
Let me be all you would have me be today, Lord.
(Letter #4004)