1 The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended,
The darkness falls at thy behest;
To thee our morning hymns ascended,
Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.
2 We thank thee that thy Church unsleeping,
While earth rolls onward into light,
Through all the world her watch is keeping,
And rests not now by day or night.
3 As o’er each continent and island
The dawn leads on another day,
The voice of prayer is never silent,
Nor dies the strain of praise away.
4 The sun that bids us rest is waking
Our brethren ‘neath the western sky,
And hour by hour fresh lips are making
Thy wondrous doings heard on high.
5 So be it, Lord; thy throne shall never,
Like earth’s proud empires, pass away;
Thy Kingdom stands, and grows for ever,
Till all thy creatures own thy sway.
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First Line: | The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended |
Author: | John Ellerton (1826-93) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | Means of grace: Family worship - Evening |