Lyrics
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine,
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine,
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine,
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine,
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Hide it under a bushel? No! I'm gonna let it shine,
Hide it under a bushel? No! I'm gonna let it shine,
Hide it under a bushel? No! I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
All in my house, I'm gonna let it shine,
All in my house, I'm gonna let it shine,
All in my house, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Public domain hymn text. Traditional African American spiritual, author unknown.
The Story Behind the Hymn
Like most spirituals born out of the experience of enslaved African Americans in the nineteenth-century South, 'This Little Light of Mine' has no known single author. It developed orally, within communities where writing songs down was often neither possible nor safe, and was passed from voice to voice long before it ever reached print.
Its most direct scriptural root is Matthew 5:15-16, where Jesus tells His followers that no one lights a lamp only to hide it under a basket, but sets it up so it 'gives light unto all that are in the house.' The song simply restates that teaching in the first person, as a personal resolve rather than an instruction.
Its short, repetitive structure, built almost entirely from the same handful of phrases sung over and over with small variations, is typical of the call-and-response and communal singing style through which many spirituals were composed and remembered without the aid of written notation.
The song's simplicity made it especially suited to being taught quickly to large groups, including children, and it eventually became widely used in Sunday schools and Vacation Bible Schools across many denominations, far beyond the communities where it originated.
It gained a second, very different life during the twentieth-century Civil Rights Movement, when it was sung at mass meetings, marches, and in jail cells as an act of defiant, public faith. Activist Zilphia Horton and later Fannie Lou Hamer were among those who helped carry it into that movement's soundtrack.
In that later context, the song's plain refusal to 'hide it under a bushel' took on a pointed, contemporary edge: it became not just a children's song about personal faith, but a statement that convictions of conscience and faith were not meant to be concealed out of fear.
That layered history, stretching from plantation-era spirituals through Sunday school classrooms to Civil Rights marches, is part of what makes the song, despite its childlike simplicity, one of the most widely recognized pieces of American religious music of any era.
