THE Lord of glory is my light,

THE Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too; God is my strength; nor will I fear What all my foes can do.

One privilege my heart desires; Oh grant me an abode Among the churches of Thy saints, The temples of my God.

There shall I offer my requests, And see Thy beauty still; Shall hear Thy messages of love, And there enquire Thy will.

When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may His children hide; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide.

Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around; And songs of joy and victory