Scripture Verse

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

Introduction

Words: Ma­ril­la M. Pin­ney, in The Wells of Sal­va­tion, ed­it­ed by John R. Swe­ney & Will­iam Kirk­pat­rick (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1881), num­ber 106.

Music: Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Pin­ney (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

portrait
William J. Kirkpatrick
(1838–1921)

Lyrics

O pre­cious flow­ers! O glo­ri­ous bow­ers!
O blest, im­mor­tal bloom;
How won­drous bright must be the light
Beyond death’s chill­ing gloom.

Refrain

O beau­ti­ful heav’nly light,
So won­der­ful, pure and bright;
Point me still to Zion’s hill,
Beautiful heav’n­ly light.

O land di­vine, such wealth of thine
Comes down my soul to cheer;
Though tan­gled thorn my heart hath torn,
Still, still thy light is near.

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The fogs may rise to dim the skies,
And night’s chill dews may fall;
Through ev­ery ill, my soul, be still:
Christ reign­eth ov­er all.

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O keep me still, by thy good will;
Yea, lead me all the way,
To that blest shore where night no more
Shall veil the brow of day.

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