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: H. Trueman Light, in The Revival No. 4, edited by Charlie Tillman (Atlanta, Georgia: Charlie D. Tillman, 1903), number 144.
Music: E. L. Ozendorff (🔊 pdf nwc).
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The sunlight is fading,
The night is drawing nigh,
And swiftly the darkness
Falls over earth and sky;
But light still is near me,
Tho’ thick the shadows come,
’Tis the light of my heavenly home.
Refrain
’Tis the light of my heavenly home,
’Tis the light of my heavenly home,
Tho’ the shadows may fall
And the darkness may come,
I’ve the light of my heavenly home.
The cold winds are sweeping
Over yon rugged height,
But facing it onward
The dreary way I fight;
The prize is before me,
I’ll reach it, and so soon,
’Tis the light of my heavenly home.
Refrain
This path which is narrow,
I travel all alone,
For friends once were with me
Long weary since have grown;
I’m nearing the Savior,
He’s calling for His own,
To the light of my heavenly home.
Refrain
The shadows are clearing,
Earth’s scenes before me flee,
The morning of glory
Is breaking now to me;
The Savior doth welcome
And biddeth me to come.
He’s the light of my heavenly home.
Refrain