Let the Lower Lights Be Burning

1Brightly beams our Father's mercy,
From His lighthouse evermore,
But to us He gives the keeping Of the lights along the shore.

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

2Dark the night of sin has settled,
Loud the angry billows roar;
Eager eyes are watching, longing,
For the lights along the shore.

3Trim your feeble lamp, my brother:
Some poor sailor tempest tost,
Trying now to make the harbor,
In the darkness may be lost.