Brightly beams our Father's mercy from his lighthouse evermore   But to us he gives the keeping of the lights along the shore      Let 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      Let the lower lights be burning, send a gleam across the wave   Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save      Trim your feeble lamp my brother, some poor sailor tempest tossed   Trying now to make the harbor in the darkness may be lost      Let the lower lights be burning, send a gleam across the wave   Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save