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He's the Light of the World

Need a little light?  I wrote this song a few years ago, but recently put the finishing touches on the track.  Hit the link on the bottom if you want to listen.  Rejoice that Jesus is your Light!

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 He's the Light of the World

On those dwelling in darkness there shined a great light,
And those searching in blindness rejoiced at the sight.
To the lost and the broken,
God appeared and has spoken,
That those walking with Jesus will always be bright. 

He’s the Light of the world,
He’s the bright star of morn,
He's the daylight that dawns
On the newly reborn. 
His Word brightens our darkness, 
   illumines with grace,
Till we look upon his radiant face.
He’s the Light of the world.

So the blind man went seeing and knowing the way,
And the lame man left dancing on that happy day,
And the mute man was singing
At salvation's beginning
When the healing and mercy of God shined its ray. 

He’s the Light of the world,
He’s the bright star of morn,
He's the daylight that dawns
On the newly reborn. 
His Word brightens our darkness, 
   illumines with grace,
Till we look upon his radiant face.
He’s the Light of the world.

Although faithful and sinless and ever steadfast,
On a gruesome, dark Friday our Lord breathed his last. 
On the cross he had suffered
As the sunshine was covered,
Then his glory was hidden till Sabbath was past.

But the Son-rise means new life as bright as the spring,
And returning in splendor full light he will bring.
When his people forgiven
Shine like stars up in heaven,
And when banished is nighttime together we’ll sing:

He’s the Light of the world,
He’s the bright star of morn,
He's the daylight that dawned
On the newly reborn. 
His Word brightened our darkness, 
   illumined with grace.
Now we look upon his radiant face,
He’s the Light of the world.

Interlude

He’s the Light of the world,
He’s the bright star of morn,
He's the daylight that dawns
On the newly reborn. 
His Word brightens our darkness, 
   illumines with grace,
Till we look upon his radiant face.
He’s the Light of the world.
He’s the Light of the world
He’s the Light of the world. 

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