It seemed all hope was gone
My ship was drifting helplessly
Battered by the storms.
But then I saw a brilliant light
Shining brighter than the day
It seemed to beckon – come to me
I will light the way.
Now my ship is in the harbor
Anchored firmly near the shore
In the shadow of the lighthouse
Often times I wonder
Just where I would be
If the lighthouse – Jesus Christ the Lord
Hand not rescued me.