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

H. Trueman Light, 1903.

E. L. Ozendorff (🔊 pdf nwc).

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