Let the Lower Lights Be Burning

Let the Lower Lights Be Burning - Burl Ives (伯尔·艾夫斯)

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 beam 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 beam 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