#407 Let the Lower Lights Be Burning

1. Bright-ly beams our Fa-ther's mer-cy from His light-house ev-er-more, But to us He gives the keep-ing of the lights a-long the shore. Chorus: Let the low-er lights be burn-ing! send a gleam a-cross the wave! Some poor, faint-ing strug-gling sea-man You may res-cue, you may save. 2. Dark the night of sin has set-tled, Loud the an-gry bil-lows roar; Ea-ger eyes are watch-ing, long-ing for the lights a-long the shore. Chorus: Let the low-er lights be burn-ing! send a gleam a-cross the wave! Some poor, faint-ing strug-gling sea-man You may res-cue, you may save. 3. Trim your fee-ble lamp, my broth-er; Some poor sail-or tem-pest tossed, Try-ing now to make the har-bor, in the dark-ness may be lost, Chorus: Let the low-er lights be burn-ing! send a gleam a-cross the wave! Some poor, faint-ing strug-gling sea-man You may res-cue, you may save.