When candles are lighted on Candlemas Day,
The dark is behind us and spring's on the way.
A glory dawns in every dark place,
The light of Christ, the fulness of grace.
The kings have departed, the shepherds have gone,
The child and his parents are left on their own.
A glory dawns in every dark place,
The light of Christ, the fulness of grace.
They go to the temple, obeying the law,
And offer two pigeons, the gift of the poor.
A glory dawns in every dark place,
The light of Christ, the fulness of grace.
But Anna and Simeon recognise there
The Christ-child, who came at the turn of the year.
A glory dawns in every dark place,
The light of Christ, the fulness of grace.
The candles invite us to praise and to pray,
When Christmas greets Easter on Candlemas Day.
A glory dawns in every dark place,
The light of Christ, the fulness of grace.
Happy Feast!
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