BRIGHTLY BEAMS OUR FATHER'S MERCY

P. P. Bliss C. L. Parker
Music score
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1.  Brightly beams our Father's mercy,
From His lighthouse evermore;
But to us He gives the keeping
Of the lights along the shore.

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

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

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