The city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof. Revelation 21:23
Words: James Rowe, 1913.
Music: Walter P. Ganus (🔊 pdf nwc).
The golden homelights gleam and glow,
And cheer me on and on;
Thus they will show the way to go,
Until the nights have gone.
O lights of home,
O golden lights of love,
Shine on till dawn,
The dawn of life above.
Tho’ wildly sweeps and beats the storm,
Tho’ trouble billows roll,
These golden lights like friendship warm,
Give comfort to my soul.
Till all the dangers have been passed,
These lights will shine for me,
That I may praise my God at last,
Beside the crystal sea.