Pull me out from the world I know where safety poses the threat of living this life in comfort, a life of ignorant death

I want the world to see in me a radiant light revealing all that you have created me to be

A city on a hill, a candle that can be seen and warmth felt

But if through temptation I become oft to boast then let the good I do be lost in obscurity

I live this life to follow you

This is not my show