1 Many precious souls are groping
In the darkness and the night,
Waiting for the dawn of morning,
Yearning for the light.
Refrain:
Hold your light still higher, brother,
Keep it burning clear and bright;
You may rescue some poor lost one
Struggling, struggling toward the light.
2 God, who called you into service,
Would constrain you by His love,
To assist your erring brothers
To the port above. [Refrain]
3 Like a faithful light-house watcher,
Keeping every beacon bright,
Let your lamp shine out, my brother,
On the gloomy night. [Refrain]
4 Do not let the thousands perish
Underneath the angry wave,
But reach out the hand of rescue,
And the lost ones save. [Refrain]
Source: The Bright Array #37