In the circle
a bright gold flame
A flame worth all
that are His names
To light the night
To gird the day
To uphold the right
to travel this way
A light on the path
a lamp unto my feet
A vision divine
a sound so sweet
And she was made for him
For kith and kin
A kindling from fondling
A love for the lingering longing
Abide in His love
for He is and there is no other
For He made everything for these
His children All sisters and brothers
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