1 Another day has passed away,
A day of praise and prayer;
Then come, my soul, thy God extol
And own Thy Savior's care.
2 Secure from harm, His mighty arm
Has led me through the day;
And from above, with gifts of love,
He cheered me on my way.
3 Now, as of old, He leads His fold
On meads of shady green;
While on His breast, in sweetest rest,
The lambkins fondly lean.
4 Care not, says He, but trust in me,
And I will care for you;
My faithfulness and kindliness
And every morning new.
5 O bliss divine, that Christ is mine,
Who thus attends His own!
Then come, my soul, Thy God extol,
And make His praises known.
Source: American Lutheran Hymnal #565