The Light of the World

The Lord is my ^alight and my ^bsalvation; 

whom shall I ^cfear? 

the Lord is the ^dstrength of my life; 

of whom shall I be afraid?

Psalm 27:1

I know He lives.

The Lord is My Light

The Lord is my light; then why should I fear?

By day and by night his presence is near.

He is my salvation from sorrow and sin;

This blessed assurance the Spirit doth bring.

The Lord is my light;

He is my joy and my song.

By day and by night he leads,

He leads me along.

The Lord is my light; tho clouds may arise,

Faith, stronger than sight, looks up thru the skies

Where Jesus forever in glory doth reign.

Then how can I ever in darkness remain?

The Lord is my light; the Lord is my strength.

I know in his might I’ll conquer at length.

My weakness in mercy he covers with pow’r,

And, walking by faith, I am blest ev’ry hour.

The Lord is my light, my all and in all.

There is in his sight no darkness at all.

He is my Redeemer, my Savior, and King.

With Saints and with angels his praises I’ll sing.

Text: James Nicholson, 1828–1876

Music: John R. Sweney, 1837–1899

Isaiah 12:1-6

 1 ^aAnd ^bin that day thou shalt say, O Lord, ^cI will praise thee: though thou wast angry with me, thine anger is turned away, and thou comfortedst me.

 2 Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the Lord ^aJEHOVAH is my ^bstrength and my song; he also is become my ^csalvation.

 3 Therefore with ^ajoy shall ye draw water out of the wells of salvation.

 4 And in that day shall ye say, ^aPraise the Lord, ^bcall upon his name, declare his doings among the people, make mention that his name is exalted.

 5 ^aSing unto the Lord; for he hath done excellent things: this is known in all the earth.

 6 Cry out and shout, thou ^ainhabitant of Zion: 

for great is the Holy One of Israel in the ^bmidst of thee.

The Light Divine

The light of God rests on the face

Of brook and flow’r and tree

And kindles in our happy hearts

The hope of things to be.

Father, let thy light divine

Shine on us, we pray.

Touch our eyes that we may see;

Teach us to obey.

Ours the sacred mission is

To bear thy message far.

The light of faith is in our hearts,

Truth our guiding star.

The light of faith abides within

The heart of ev’ry child;

Like buds that wait for blossoming,

It grows with radiance mild.

Today thine unseen purposes

By faith’s rare light we feel.

Dear Father, make us pure in heart;

To us thy will reveal.

Text: Matilda Watts Cahoon, 1881–1973.

Music: Mildred T. Pettit, 1895–1977, arr.