Years ago, I played piano from the sheet music for this song, as performed by the Florida Boys. Though the paper has long since yellowed, and also faded away, thank God that the Lighthouse still stands on that yonder hill, today! I actually got to sing this song with Ronnie Hinson. He came to our church in Mississippi. Came down the isle as second verse was to begin and gave me the microphone. We finished the duet together. Awesome treat for me. The song was the number 1 gospel song of the year in One of my favorite songs, I'M truly blessed every time I hear it.
He and his brothers and sisters were singing in church out of hymnals when he had the chance to hear the Speer family, a well known gospel singing group. That night, he says he fell in love with the Southern gospel sound. The big groups started letting the Hinsons open up concerts for them when they came to California. The groups had to politely ask them not to so that they could sell some of their own music to be able to pay for their travel out west. Nothing was working and it was around 2 a. The other kids laughed at him and laughed even harder when he came back with some words scribbled on a piece of toilet tissue. One of them wadded it up and threw it in the trashcan. They went back to searching through hymn books, but it got later and later. Ronnie said it was just before daylight, but that the presence of the Lord filled the church where they were practicing and made it seem as light as noon.
There's a lighthouse on the hillside that overlooks life's sea. When I'm tossed it sends out a light that I might see. And the light that shines in darkness now will safely lead me home, If it wasn't for the lighthouse, my ship would sail no more.
Oh what a happy time that's sure to be Jesus is a-comin' back to me I hear Him callin' me away From this world forever to stay And when I take my Savior's hand In that blessed Promised Land I'll shout and sing through the endless ages What a happy day. My dear Jesus I need you by my side everyday I cannot travel on this way alone I'll confess that I tried by myself to no avail Without you I fear I have failed My Jesus, my Jesus Hold to my hand For no longer, alone can I stand I'll confess that I trusted in myself much too long My Jesus won't you lead me safely home. Self sufficient in all things had been my philosophy I know now that this could never be My mere deeds at their best could be counted not but lost Now I must go in through the cross. We lost our four big chances Calvary Dallas Memphis L.