1 Hail, tranquil hour of closing day!
Begone, disturbing care!
And look, my soul, from earth away
To Him who heareth prayer.
2 How sweet the tear of penitence,
Before His throne of grace,
While to the contrite spirit’s sense,
He shows his smiling face.
3 How sweet, thro’ long remembered years,
His mercies to recall,
And pressed by wants, and griefs, and fears,
To trust His love for all.
4 How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope,
Beyond this fading sky,
And hear Him call His children up
To His fair home on high.
5 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven
To dawn beyond the west;
So let my soul in life’s last ev’n,
Retire to glorious rest.
Source: Gloria Deo: a Collection of Hymns and Tunes for Public Worship in all Departments of the Church #328