1 As now the sun's declining rays
Towards the eve descend,
E'en so our years are sinking down
To their appointed end.
2 Lord, on the Cross Thine arms were stretch'd,
To draw Thy people nigh;
O grant us then that Cross to love,
And in those arms to die.
3 To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,
All glory be from saints on earth,
And from the angel host.
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First Line: | As now the sun's declining rays |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Topic: | The Seven Hours: Sunset |