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A Light in the Window up There

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 12, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 40.

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A Light in the Window up There

By Jennie Owen Mc Clelland

JENNIE OWEN MC CLELLAND
BRIGHT beautiful mansions in heaven above Our Saviour has gone to prepare; And when we are done with earth’s sorrow and strife, We’ll inherit forever, in newness of life, Those beautiful mansions up there.
I know that my Saviour has builded for me A mansion in heaven so fair; For he’s placed in the window his love as a light, To guide me in safety through doubt’s rayless night: My home light beams brightly up there.
No matter how darkly the storms beat around, Life’s tempests of sorrow and care, My light in the window shines bright as a star, And sheddeth its beams on my pathway afar, To guide me in safety up there.
When life’s weary journey is over at last, The joys of the ransomed I’ll share, Where never a shadow of sorrow can come; I shall dwell evermore in that beautiful home, In the light of his presence up there.
CHORUS:
A beautiful light in the window at night, For all who are lost in despair; Wherever I roam, I am led back to home, By a light in the window up there.