The Lighthouse
By © Ronnie Hinson 1971
There's a lighthouse on the hillside
That overlooks life's sea.
When I'm tossed,
It sends out a light that I might see.
And the light that shines in darkness
Now will safely lead me o'er,
If it wasn't for the lighthouse,
my ship would sail no more...
Everybody that lives around us,
Says tear that old lighthouse down.
The big ships, they don't sail this way anymore,
And there's no use in it standing round.
Oh, but then my mind goes back to that stormy night,
When just in time I saw the light...
With the light from that old lighthouse,
That stands there on the hill.
And I thank God for The Lighthouse,
I owe my life to Him.
Jesus is The Lighthouse
And from the rocks of sin,
He has shown the light around me,
That I might clearly see.
If it wasn't for The Lighthouse,
Where would this ship be?
