But be the candles down, and scattered too, <br />Some lying here, some there? What shall we do? <br />Hold, light the candle there that stands on high, <br />It you may find the other candles by. <br />Light that, I say, and so take up the pound <br />You did let fall and scatter on the ground. <br /> <br />Comparison. <br /> <br />The fallen candles do us intimate <br />The bulk of God's elect in their laps'd state; <br />Their lying scattered in the dark may be <br />To show, by man's lapsed state, his misery. <br />The candle that was taken down and lighted, <br />Thereby to find them fallen and benighted, <br />Is Jesus Christ; God, by his light, doth gather <br />Who he will save, and be unto a Father.<br /><br />John Bunyan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-the-sight-of-a-pound-of-candles-falling-to/
