Let the Lower Lights Be Burning | Philip P. Bliss Brightly beams our Father’s mercy, From His lighthouse evermore, But to us He gives the keeping Of the lights along the shore. Refrain: Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Some poor *struggling, fainting seaman You may rescue, you may save. Dark the night of sin has settled, Loud the angry billows roar; Eager eyes are watching, longing, For the lights along the shore. Trim your feeble lamp, my brother; Some poor sailor, tempest-tossed, Trying now to make the harbor, In the darkness may be lost.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 11:54:51 +0000
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