Brightly Beams Our Father's Mercy, arr. by Lane Johnson

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 fibble 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

You may rescue, you may save