1 The day, O Lord, is spent;
Abide with us, and rest;
Our hearts' desires are fully bent
On making Thee our guest.
2 We have not reach'd that land,
That happy land, as yet,
Where holy angels round Thee stand,
Whose sun can never set.
3 Our sun is sinking now;
Our day is almost o'er;
O Sun of Righteousness, do Thou
Shine on us evermore.
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First Line: | The day, O Lord, is spent |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Abiding of Christ with Believers; Christ: abiding with us; Evening Hymns: in general(1 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Neale |