Weekly Quote 4/5/11

"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 fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue, you may save."

Brightly Beams Our Father's Mercy. I've been obsessively listening to The Lower Lights lately. Good stuff. New quote up!