Let the Lower Lights Be Burning Ella Fitzgerald

[Verse 1]
Brightly beams our Father’s mercy
From His lighthouse evermore
But to us He gives the keeping
Of the lights along the shore

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

[Verse 2]
Trim your feeble lamp, my brother
Some poor sailor, tempest-tossed
Trying now to make the harbor
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

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