There's a lighthouse on a hillside that overlooks the Black Sea. When I'm tossed, it sends a light out, a light that I might see. And the light that shines in darkness now will safely lead me o'er. If it wasn't for the lighthouse, my ship would be no more. lighthouse I owe my life to him for Jesus is the lighthouse and from the rocks of sin he has shown his light around me that I might clearly see If it wasn't for the lighthouse, where would this ship be? Everybody that lives around us says tear that old lighthouse down. For the big ships don't sail this way anymore. It's no use and it's standing around. Then my mind goes back to that old stormy night where just in time I saw the light. It was the light from that That stands upon the hill And I thank God for the lighthouse I owe my life to Him For Jesus is the lighthouse And from the rocks of sin around me that I might clearly see if it wasn't for the lighthouse where would this ship be he has shown his light around me That I might clearly see If it wasn't for the lighthouse Where would this ship be? If it wasn't for the lighthouse Where would this ship be? you