Text: | The sun has gone down |
Author: | S. O. Brun |
Translator: | O. T. Sanden |
1 The sun has gone down
And peace has descended on country and town;
The song-birds in silence have flown to their nest,
And flowers are closing their petals in rest;
So closes my heart to annoyance and care,
In homage and prayer, In homage and prayer.
2 I praise for this day
The Father in heaven, who prospered my way,
Who shielded from danger, protected from harm,
Promoted my labor, and strengthened my arm;
For hours that passed lightly as birds on the wing
Thanksgiving I bring, Thanksgiving I bring.
3 Forgive me, O Lord,
My sins and transgressions in deed and in word!
Thou knowest my heart and my innermost thought;
The words I have spoken, the deeds I have wrought,
My errors and failings I deeply regret:
Forgive and forget, Forgive and forget!
4 I ask for no more;
My light I extinguish and fasten the door,
And seeking my chamber, betake me to rest,
Assured that my slumber this night will be blest,
I fondly confide to Thy care and control
My body and soul, My body and soul.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The sun has gone down |
Translator: | O. T. Sanden |
Author: | S. O. Brun |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Evening |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Tune: FAR VERDEN FARVEL (Folktune) |