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Above the rocks, above the waves / Shines the strong light that warns and saves.
So you, too high for storm or strife, / Light up the shipwreck of my life.
The lighthouse warns the wise, but these / Not only sail the stormy seas; / Towards the light the foolish steer / And, drowning, read its meaning, dear.
And, if the lamp by chance allure / Some foolish ship to death, be sure / The lamp will to itself protest: / "His be the blame! I did my best! "