LET THE LOWER LIGHTS BE BURNING

1Bright-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.

RefrainLet 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.

2Dark 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.

3Trim 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.