1 Silently the shades of evening
Gather round my lowly door;
Silently they bring before me
Faces I shall see no more.
2 O the lost, the unforgotten,
Though the world be oft forgot!
O the shrouded and the lonely,
In our hearts they perish not!
3 Living in the silent hours,
Where our spirits only blend,
They, unlinked with earthly trouble,
We, still hoping for its end.
4 How such holy memories cluster,
Like the stars when storms are past,
Pointing up to that fair heaven
We may hope to gain at last.
Source: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book: official hymn book of the Methodist Church #221
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|The Cyber Hymnal #6070||Silently the Shades of Evening||Silently the shades of evening||STOCKWELL||Christopher C. Cox||87.87||<cite>Woodworth's Cabinet</cite>, 1847|