Text Based On Luke Chapter 12 (KJV)
For where your treasure is, there
will your heart be also.
Let your loins be girded about,
and your lights burning;

(Public Domain)
Words: Philip Paul Bliss: 1838-1876
Music: Philip Paul Bliss: 1838-1876
Lower Lights (87.87 D) v3/D

LET THE LOWER LIGHTS BE BURNING

1.  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 struggling, fainting seaman
you may rescue, you may save.

2.  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!
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.
Let the lower lights be burning!
Send a gleam across the wave!
Trying now to make the harbour,
some poor sailor may be lost.