Sunday, March 11, 2012

The Lighthouse 3-11-12



What draws the eye to the lighthouse?
Oh say, what could it be?
Now how could a light on a mighty 'Rock'
forgive lost souls at sea?
There are no ropes to pull them in,
no maps of where to go -
and we hear cries from crashing waves -
under the beacon's glow.

Relentlessly, the wind blows now -
the noise, as a million drum!
The angry sea will swallow scores,
as the weak in faith succumb.
Through rain and hail and deadly fog,
sins weather strangely mixed -
a faint, but 'Guiding Light' shines through -
if eyes are firmly fixed.

The lighthouse sounds its foghorn out,
proclaiming, "Christ is King".
Our voices chime in harmony
as we rejoice and sing!
We find all comfort in the 'Rock'
as the faithful lighthouse calls.
It's then that storms surrender and
receding darkness falls,

What draws the eye to the lighthouse?
Oh say, now what could it be?
How can a Man on an old rugged cross,
help souls still lost at sea?
Secure in the 'Rock', we understand -
as the beacon lights the sky.
And as long as we see the halo -
forgive. "They know not why."

And tell them,
tell them if you dare!
Tell them when they're troubled.
Tell them with a prayer.
Tell them Christ is waiting.
Tell them God is fair.
Tell them Jesus loves them.
Tell them if you care.
Tell them God still loves the world.
Now go, and gospel share.

©2012 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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