A fool’s lips enter into contention,
and his mouth calleth for strokes.
Daily Bible Reading:
Inspiring Hymns #251
Let the Lower Lights Be Burning
Brightly beams our Father’s mercy from His lighthouse evermore, But to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore.
Dark the night of sin has settled, loud the angry billows roar; Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights along the shore.
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.
Words: P. P. Bliss
Music: P. P. Bliss