1 The restless day now closeth,
Each flow'r and tree reposeth,
Shade creeps o'er wild and wood:
Let us, as night is falling,
On God our Maker calling,
Give thanks to Him, the Giver good.
2 Now all the heav'nly splendor
Breaks forth in starlight tender
From myriad worlds unknown;
And man, the marvel seeing,
Forgets his selfish being,
For joy of beauty not his own.
3 While all in peace reposeth,
And starry night discloseth
The glory of the Lord,
My prayers and yearnings wander
To realms of glory yonder,
Where saints of God have their reward.
4 When life's brief day is over,
And twilight shadows cover
The last end of my way,
Dear Lord and blessed Saviour,
Forgive my heart's behavior,
And grant me Thou a brighter day.
Amen.
Source: The Hymnal and Order of Service #560