THERE is sunlight on the hill-top,
There is sunlight on the sea;
And the golden beams are sleeping
On the soft and verdant lea.
But a richer light is filling
All the chambers of my heart,
For Thou art there, my Saviour,
And ‘tis sunlight where Thou art.
Oh, ye who sit in darkness,
Ever mourning for your sin,
Open the windows of your soul,
Let the warm sunshine in;
Each ray was purchased for you
By the matchless love of One
Who has suffered in the shadow
That you might see the sun.
Choose Thou for me my portion,
My bitter and my sweet;
The cup Thy hand doth mix me
I will drink it at Thy feet;
While I’m waiting for that moment,
The brightest and the best,
When Thou shalt stoop to lift me
From Thy footstool to Thy breast.
Lord Jesus, Thou hast bought me,
And my life, my all is Thine;
Let the lamp Thy love hath lighted
To Thy praise and glory shine;
A beacon ‘mid the darkness
Pointing upward where Thou art,
The smile of Whose bright presence
Is the sunlight of my heart.
It cost Thee much, my Saviour
From sin to set me tree,
May my life be one sweet Saviour
Ascending up to Thee;
That those who do not know Thee
But still in darkness walk
May be won to know and love Thee
When they see my tiny spark.
May it always be my study
To please Thy losing heart,
Sitting at Thy feet like Mary,
Who chose the better part.
Let self be reckoned dead, lord,
All idols be dethroned,
Do Thou possess, my body, soul —
No other sway be owned.