The day is gently sinking to a close

Verse 1

The day is gently sinking to a close, Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows; O Brightness of Thy Father's glory, Thou Eternal Light of Light, be with us now; Where Thou art present, darkness cannot be, Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee.

Verse 2

Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end: Onward to darkness and to death we tend: O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our guide, Be thou our light (dim) in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb.

Verse 3

Thou, Who in darkness walking didst appear Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer, Come, Lord in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succours fail: When all is dark (er) may we behold Thee nigh, And hear Thy voice, "Fear not, for it is I."

Verse 4

The weary world is mouldering to decay, Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; In that last sunset when the stars shall fall, May we arise awakened by Thy call, With Thee, O Lord, for ever to abide In that blest day which has no eventide.