Text: | Evening Twilight |
1 I love to steal awhile away
From every cumb'ring care,
And spend the hours of setting day
In humble, grateful prayer.
2 I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear,
And all His promises to plead
Where none but God can hear.
3 I love to think on mercies past,
And future good implore,
And all my cares and sorrows cast
On him whom I adore.
4 I love by faith to take a view
Of brighter scenes in heav'n;
The prospect doth my strength renew,
While here by tempests driv'n.
5 Thus, when life’s toilsome day is o’er,
May its departing ray
Be calm at this impressive hour,
And lead to endless day.
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First Line: | I love to steal awhile away |
Title: | Evening Twilight |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1845 |
Topic: | The Christain: His Duty and Graces; Prayer |