In the Gloaming

1 In the gloaming, oh, my darling! when the lights are dim and low,
And the quiet shadows, falling, softly come and softly go,
When the winds are sobbing faintly with a gentle, unknown woe,
Will you think of me and love me, As you did once, long ago?

2 In the gloaming, oh, my darling! think not bitterly of me!
Tho' I pass'd a way in silence, left you lonely, set you free,
For my heart was crush'd with longing; what had been could never be.
It was best to leave you thus, dear, Best for you, and best for me,

It was best to leave you thus, Best for you, and best for me.

Source: The Assembly Hymn and Song Collection: designed for use in chapel, assembly, convocation, or general exercises of schools, normals, colleges and universities. (3rd ed.) #156