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The Day is Gently Sinking to a Close

Author: Chris. Wordsworth Hymnal: The Friends' Hymnal, a Collection of Hymns and Tunes for the Public Worship of the Society #a607 (1908) Languages: English Tune Title: AYLSWORTH
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Hymnal: Children's Hymns with Tunes #16 (1885) Languages: English Tune Title: [The day is gently sinking to a close]
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Author: Bishop Chr. Wordsworth Hymnal: The Westminster Abbey Hymn-Book #24b (1897) Languages: English Tune Title: [The day is gently sinking to a close]
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The Day is Gently Sinking to a Close

Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #206 (1927) Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Topics: Public Worship Evening Scripture: John 8:12 Languages: English Tune Title: NACHTLIED

The Day is Gently Sinking to a Close

Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #206 (2017) Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Topics: Public Worship Evening Scripture: John 8:12 Languages: English Tune Title: NACHTLIED
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The Day is Gently Sinking to a Close

Author: Chris. Wordsworth Hymnal: Gloria Deo #607 (1901) Meter: Irregular Topics: Vesper Languages: English Tune Title: AYLSWORTH
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Author: C. Wordsworth Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #7 (1920) Lyrics: 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. 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. 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." 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. Topics: Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: NACHTLIED
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Author: C. Wordsworth Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #7a (1898) Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 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. 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 in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 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 succors fail: When all is dark may we behold Thee nigh, And hear Thy voice -- "Fear not, for it is I." 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, forever to abide In that blest day which has no eventide. Amen. Topics: Daily Prayer Evening; Faith Languages: English Tune Title: NACHTLIED
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: The Hymnal #13 (1916) Lyrics: 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. 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 in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 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 may we behold Thee nigh, And hear Thy voice: "Fear not, for it is I." 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. Amen. Topics: Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: NACHTLIED
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Author: Bishop Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: The Hymnal #20 (1895) Lyrics: 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. 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 in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 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, may we behold Thee nigh, And hear Thy voice, "Fear not, for it is I." 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. Amen.

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