The day is past and gone, Great God, we bow to Thee

Verse 1

The day is past and gone; Great God, we bow to Thee; Again, as shades of night steal on, Unto Thy side we flee.

Verse 2

Oh, when shall that day come, Ne’er sinking in the west, That country and that happy home, Where none shall break our rest.

Verse 3

Where we, preserved beneath The shelter of Thy wing, Forevermore Thy praise shall breathe, And of Thy mercy sing.