The Lamb Is the Light Thereof

If nev­er the gaze of sun and moon

On the bless­èd home above

From whence are its rays of won­drous noon?

Oh! The Lamb is the light there­of.

They shall walk in white

There shall be no night

In the fade­less home above;

And the shout shall ring

As the ran­somed sing

Oh! The Lamb is the light there­of.

And thus sa­ith the page of Ho­ly Writ

Of the land of song and love

The glo­ry of God did light­en it

And the Lamb is the light there­of.

Then fol­low Him

till the eye grows dim

And the soul

as ark-freed dove

Shall speed away to realms of day

Where The Lamb is the light there­of.