1. Dear Lord, as twilight softly falls,
And nature sinks to rest,
Let now Thy blessèd peace descend
And soothe the troubled breast;
As gently fades the light of day,
And shades of night appear,
Our longing hearts to Thee we bring,
O heav’nly Father, hear!
2. Forgive the word, the thought unjust,
The kindly deed undone;
O, may for us a better day
Rise with the morrow’s sun!
Lend us the strength we sorely need,
Be Thou our steadfast guide,
And may we now and evermore,
Cling closely to Thy side.
3. Lord, when our earthly race is run,
O, may we by Thy grace,
Hear from Thy lips the words Well done,
And see Thee face to face.
In Thy blest presence, there shall come
No lingering shades of night;
We hail afar the welcome ray,
The day of glory bright.
Born: February 15, 1850, New Orleans, Louisiana.
When Hewitt was three years old, her family moved to a farm in Rahway, New Jersey, later to Burlington, New Jersey, then to Camden. She lived there for many years, moving to West Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, in the late 19th Century. She was a fluent French scholar, and had a knowledge of several other languages. She began writing short stories at such an early age that it was said she was "born with a pen in her hand." In 1884, she became a journalist, and worked for the Burlington, New Jersey, Daily Evening Reporter for some time. In 1885, at the request of the publisher of the Ladies’ Home Journal, she began a series of articles titled Scribbler’s Letters to Gustavus Adolphus. The ne… Go to person page >
Display Title: As Twilight Softly FallsFirst Line: Dear Lord, as twilight softly fallsTune Title: MAUIAuthor: Emma C. HewittMeter: CMDSource: Grateful Praise, by William J. Kirkpatrick & Henry L. Gilmour (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Hall-Mack Company, 1902), number 35