The Harbor Light

Flashing o’er the track­less ocean

Gleams the light up­on the wave

Mid the toss­ing storm’s com­mo­tion

From the light­house placed to save.

See it as its si­lent bright­ness

Speaks to wan­der­ers on the main;

Steer this way

be­night­ed sea­man

If the port you’d safe­ly gain.

Look to Je­sus

Christ­ian sail­or

While the rag­ing tem­pests roar;

Watch the gleam­ing of the bea­con

He’s the light along the shore

He’s the light along the shore.

If the dark­ness close about you

And the an­gry bil­lows foam

If the winds sweep wild­ly round you

Christian sail­or far from home

Put your trust in Christ the Sav­ior

He will guide you ev­er­more;

Watch the beam­ing of the bea­con

From the light­house on the shore.

It is light­ing up the chan­nel

It il­lum­ines all the way

And will nev­er cease to guide us

Till there dawns eter­nal day;

Then

when an­chored in the har­bor

And life’s voy­age is safe­ly o’er

We will prais­es give to Je­sus

For the light along the shore.