Good Sunday Morning to each of you!\u00a0 I just read the following and thought I would share…<\/p>\n
“On a dark, stormy, night, when the waves rolled like mount\u00adains, and not a star was to be seen, a boat, rock\u00ading and plung\u00ading, neared the Cleve\u00adland har\u00adbor. \u201cAre you sure this is Cleve\u00adland?\u201d asked the cap\u00adtain, see\u00ading only one light from the light-house. Let The Lower Lights Be Burning<\/strong><\/p>\n Brightly beams our Father\u2019s mercy, Let the lower lights be burning! Dark the night of sin has settled, Let the lower lights be burning! Trim your feeble lamp, my brother; Let the lower lights be burning! (Philip P. Bliss)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Good Sunday Morning to each of you!\u00a0 I just read the following and thought I would share… “On a dark, stormy, night, when the waves rolled like mount\u00adains, and not a star was to be seen, a boat, rock\u00ading and plung\u00ading, neared the Cleve\u00adland har\u00adbor. \u201cAre you sure this is Cleve\u00adland?\u201d asked the cap\u00adtain, see\u00ading only one light from the light-house. \u201cQuite sure, sir,\u201d re\u00adplied the pi\u00adlot. \u201cWhere are the low\u00ader lights?\u201d \u201cGone out, sir.\u201d \u201cCan you make the har\u00adbor?\u201d \u201cWe must, or per\u00adish, sir!\u201d And with a strong hand and a brave heart, the old pi\u00adlot turned the wheel. But alas, in the dark\u00adness he missed the channel, and with a crash upon the rocks the boat was shiv\u00adered, and ma\u00adny a life lost in a wat\u00adery grave. Breth\u00adren, the Mas\u00adter will take care of the great light-house: let us keep the low\u00ader lights burn\u00ading!\u00a0 ~ D. L. Moody. Let The Lower Lights Be Burning Brightly beams our Father\u2019s mercy, From His 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\u00a0fainting, struggling\u00a0seaman 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\u00a0fainting, struggling\u00a0seaman You may rescue, you may save. Trim your feeble lamp, 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! Send a gleam across the wave! Some poor\u00a0fainting, struggling\u00a0seaman You may rescue, you may save. (Philip P. Bliss)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[36,23,42,15,11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4307","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-faithfulness","category-grace","category-hope","category-salvation","category-song"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4o6C2-17t","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4307","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4307"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4307\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4308,"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4307\/revisions\/4308"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4307"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4307"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.inthineheart.com\/staging\/8143\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4307"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\u201cQuite sure, sir,\u201d re\u00adplied the pi\u00adlot.
\n\u201cWhere are the low\u00ader lights?\u201d
\n\u201cGone out, sir.\u201d
\n\u201cCan you make the har\u00adbor?\u201d
\n\u201cWe must<\/em>, or per\u00adish, sir!\u201d
\nAnd with a strong hand and a brave heart, the old pi\u00adlot turned the wheel. But alas, in the dark\u00adness he missed the channel, and with a crash upon the rocks the boat was shiv\u00adered, and ma\u00adny a life lost in a wat\u00adery grave. Breth\u00adren, the Mas\u00adter will take care of the great light-house: let us keep the low\u00ader lights burn\u00ading!\u00a0 ~ <\/em>D. L. Moody.<\/p>\n
\nFrom His lighthouse evermore,
\nBut to us He gives the keeping
\nOf the lights along the shore.<\/p>\n
\nSend a gleam across the wave!
\nSome poor\u00a0fainting, struggling\u00a0seaman
\nYou may rescue, you may save.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nLoud the angry billows roar;
\nEager eyes are watching, longing,
\nFor the lights along the shore.<\/p>\n
\nSend a gleam across the wave!
\nSome poor\u00a0fainting, struggling\u00a0seaman
\nYou may rescue, you may save.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nSome poor sailor, tempest-tossed,
\nTrying now to make the harbor,
\nIn the darkness may be lost.<\/p>\n
\nSend a gleam across the wave!
\nSome poor\u00a0fainting, struggling\u00a0seaman
\nYou may rescue, you may save.<\/strong><\/p>\n