(By Rachel Joyce)
Dwelling in the darkness of death’s shadow,
We were blind to our sins, unaware
Of the heavy chains binding us,
And oblivious of Your beauty.
But You, O Savior Mine, are light itself.
Even the darkness is not dark to You.
With You are no shifting shadows
Only brilliant, glorious day.
In the beginning, You commanded,
“Let there be light!” And there was.
But sin brought death and shrouded
Us in the black of night.
We could not find the path of peace,
The way of love, of grace, was hidden
Because we were full of darkness, alone,
Lost in our sins and rebellion.
But You, our Lord of glory and of light
Hung in darkness upon that cross
Bearing our sin, suffering for us
So we could be your children of light.
As You speak, our shadows fade,
Your light dispels our darkness and
We see Your breath-taking beauty
And fall on our knees in worship.