Street Lights by Nuntius
c. 1952

The night is dark and the street is wet
With a softly falling rain;
The street lights glow in a yellow row
Like flowers along a lane.

And coming home through the silver mist
With a cool wind in my hair
I cannot help but lift my face
To whisper a little prayer.

Dear God, when the night is dark and long
And the path is dim with pain,
Let hope and faith shine through the dark
Like street lights in the rain.