There is sunlight on the hill-top
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 fillingAll the chambers of my heart;For thou dwellest there, my Saviour,And 'tis sunlight where thou art.
O the sunlight! beautiful sunlight!O the sunlight in the heart!Jesus' smile can banish sadness;It is sunlight in the heart.
In the dust I leave my sadness,As the garb of other days;For thou robest me with gladness,And thou fillest me with praise;And to that bright home of gloryWhich thy love hath won for me,In my heart and mind ascending,My glad spirit follows thee.
Loving Saviour, thou has bought me,And my life, my all, is thine;Let the lamp thy love hath lightedTo thy praise and glory shine;And to that bright home of gloryWhich thy love hath won for me,In my heart and mind ascending,My glad spirit follows thee.
Mrs. M. T. Haughey. — Melody by M. T. Haughey. Arranged. — Copyrighted 1886 by F. E. Belden.