Brightly Beams Our Father's Mercy
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Brightly beams our Father's mercy From His lighthouse evermore, But to us He gives the keeping Of the lights along the shore.
CHORUS
Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Some poor fainting, struggling seaman You may rescue, you may save.
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Dark the night of sin has settled; Loud the angry billows roar. Eager eyes are watching, longing, For the lights along the shore.
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Trim your feeble lamp, my brother; Some poor sailor, tempest-tossed, Trying now to make the harbor, In the darkness may be lost.
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