"Let The Lower Lights Be Burning"
Brightly beams our Father's mercy From His lighthouse evermore,
But to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore.
Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave,
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, You may rescue, you may save.
Dark the night of sin has settled, Loud and angry billows roar,
Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights along the shore.
Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave,
Some poor fainting, struggling seaman, You may rescue, you may save.
Trim your feeble lamp, my brother, Some poor sailor tempest-tossed,
Trying now to make the harbor, in the darkness may be lost.
Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave,
Some poor fainting, struggling seaman You may rescue, you may save.
p. 108 in my "Sing Unto The Lord" hymnal
Blessings,
P.S.
Psalms 13:6
"I will sing unto the Lord,
because he hath dealt bountifully with me".