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| 1 | Jesus bids us shine |
| With a pure, clear light, |
| Like a little candle |
| Burning in the night; |
| In this world of darkness, |
| So we must shine, |
| You in your small corner, |
| And I in mine. |
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| 2 | Jesus bids us shine, |
| First of all for Him; |
| Well He sees and knows it |
| If our light grows dim; |
| He looks down from heaven, |
| To see us shine, |
| You in your small corner, |
| And I in mine. |
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| 3 | Jesus bids us shine, |
| Next, for all around; |
| Many kinds of darkness |
| In this world abound— |
| Sin and want and sorrow; |
| So we must shine, |
| You in your small corner, |
| And I in mine. |
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