1 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 fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue, you may save.
2 Dark the night of sin has settled,
Loud and angry billows roar;
Eager eyes are watching, longing,
For the lights along the shore.
3 Trim your feeble lamp, my brother;
Some poor seaman, tempest-tossed,
Trying now to make the harbour,
In the darkness may be lost.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Brightly beams our Father's mercy |
Author: | Philip Paul Bliss (1838-76) |
Refrain First Line: | Let the lower lights be burning |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The life of holiness: Consecration and service |