Jimmy Dean
Текст песни Let the Lower Lights Be Burning

(Phillip P. Bliss - Gene Clark)

Brightly beams our father's mercy
From a 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 feeble left my brother
Some poor sailor tempest cost
Trying hard to reach 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...