Brightly Beams Our Father's Mercy

Brightly beams our Father’s mercy,From His light-house evermore;But to us He gives the keepingOf the lights along the shore.

Refrain, after each verseLet 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 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-tost,Trying now to make the harbor,In the darkness may be lost.