Text: | The sun has long departed |
Author: | G. Scherer |
Translator: | Anon. |
1 The sun has long departed,
The day to night doth yield;
And peace, so still and holy,
Broods over house and field.
2 To wearied eyelids gently
The night brings sweetest sleep,
And in each little chamber
God's angel watch doth keep.
3 He lulls with song so gentle
The babe to sweet repose:
Anon the chords are silent,
The wearied eyelids close.
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First Line: | The sun has long departed |
Author: | G. Scherer |
Translator: | Anon. |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Evening |
Notes: | Tune: DER PILGER AUS DER FERNE |