1 The day is past and gone,
The ev'ning shades appear,
Oh, may I ever keep in mind
The night of death draws near.
2 Lord, keep me safe this night,
Secure from all my fears;
May angels guard me while I sleep,
Till morning light appears.
3 And when I early rise,
To view th'unwearied sun,
May I set out to win the prize,
And after glory run.
4 That when my days are past,
And I from time remove,
Lord, I may in Thy bosom rest,
The bosom of Thy love.
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First Line: | The day is past and gone |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Evening Hymns: in general; Worship: Family |
Notes: | Author from index: Blew |