Let the Lower Lights Be Burning

Verse 1

Brightly beams our Father’s mercy From His lighthouse evermore; But to us He gives the keeping Of the lights along the shore.

Chorus

Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Some poor fainting, struggling seaman You may rescue, you may save.

Verse 2

Dark the night of sin has settled, Loud the angry billows roar; Eager eyes are watching, longing, For the lights along the shore.

Verse 3

Trim your feeble lamp, my brother! Some poor seaman, tempest-tossed, Trying now to make the harbor, In the darkness may be lost.