- published: 10 Feb 2012
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A candle is a solid block or cylinder of wax with an embedded wick, which is lit to provide light, and sometimes heat.
Today, most candles are made from paraffin. Candles can also be made from beeswax, soy, other plant waxes, and tallow (a by-product of beef-fat rendering). Gel candles are made from a mixture of mineral oil and a polymer.
A candle manufacturer is traditionally known as a chandler. Various devices have been invented to hold candles, from simple tabletop candle holders, to elaborate chandeliers.
The heat of the match used to light the candle melts and vaporizes a small amount of fuel. Once vaporized, the fuel combines with oxygen in the atmosphere to form a flame. This flame provides sufficient heat to keep the candle burning via a self-sustaining chain of events: the heat of the flame melts the top of the mass of solid fuel, the liquefied fuel then moves upward through the wick via capillary action, and the liquefied fuel is then vaporized to burn within the candle's flame.
Well I’ve heard the people talking
In the fields and in the stores
They say a man is claiming visions
And they don’t want him ‘round here no more
And with questions in my heart
I walked home late last night
And in front of his old farm house
Something caught my eye
I saw a candle burning brightly
Up in his window late last night
And in my heart it gripped me tightly
And something said son what he’s doing’s right
I saw a candle burning bright
Well a vigil got together
And they kicked in his front door
As they drug him on to the back porch
I wondered what all this was for
And I watched him wrench in pain
As the tar burned in his flesh
While a preacher held a candle
Dripping wax upon his chest
I saw a candle burning brightly
Up in his window late last night
And in my heart it gripped me tightly
And something said son what he’s doing’s right
I saw a candle burning bright
Well this morning I was walking
Leaves blowing down that old dirt road
And those feelings just kept stirring deep within my
soul
On my lips a silent whisper
Lord please tell me what is right
And then the Spirit danced within me
Like the soft candle light
And I saw a candle burning brightly
Up in his window late last night
And in my heart it gripped me tightly
And something said son what he’s doing’s right
I saw a candle burning bright