Let the Lower Lights Be Burning Songtext
von Ella Fitzgerald

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 (let the lower lights be burning)
Send a gleam across the wave (send a gleam across the wave)
Some poor fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue
You may save


Trim your feeble lap, 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 (let the lower lights be burning)
Send a gleam across the wave (send a gleam across the wave)
Some poor fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue
You may save

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