Beacon-Light

Lo

the dark­ness ga­thers round us:

Christians

we must watch and pray;

Many sec­ret foes sur­round us

Dangers threat­en night and day.

While the en­emy is keep­ing

Careful vi­gil in his tow­er

Should the Church of Christ be sleep­ing

At her ease in plea­sure’s bo­wer?

Let the bea­con lights be burn­ing

With a clear and rud­dy glow;

Eager eyes to us are turn­ing—

Steady gleams to­ward them thro!

Quicken we the dy­ing em­bers

And our watch lights let us trim:

Who the Mas­ter’s love re­mem­bers

Must arise and shine for Him.

’Tis no time to be half-heart­ed

Wavering

fal­ter­ing

blown ab­out.

In His serv­ice have we start­ed?

Now one

then

must be in doubt!

Let the flames be shoot­ing up­ward;

Add as fu­el faith and love:

And sweet hope which beck­ons on­ward:

And the grac­es of a dove:

Patience

gen­tle­ness

up­right­ness

Joy

and true hu­mil­ity—

Shining forth in gold­en bright­ness:

Shining dai­ly

hour­ly.

Lord

on Thee

the Rock of Ag­es

Lo we lay each will­ing heart;

Help us while the con­flict rag­es

And to each Thy strength im­part.

Let our ear­nest pray­ers as­cend­ing

Reach the King en­throned on high:

Then shall se­ven-fold gifts des­cend­ing

All our sev­en-fold needs sup­ply.