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! Send a gleam a cross the wave! For 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 Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam a cross the wave! For to us He gives the keeping of 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. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam a cross the wave! Trying now to make the harbor, some poor sailor may be lost.Само миг lw ḥty̱ ạlkl hạyrḥl Confido in te Дом который стоит на холме (Автор - С.Брикса) Бугырес улонын Ми Тонэ данъяськом Eternamente Grato Já byl jsem sám lạ tkẖf lạ̉ny ạ̉nạ mʿk Na teba zrak svoj upieram Un grido d'amore
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