1 Softly now the light of day
fades upon my sight away;
free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with thee.
2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye
naught escapes, without, within,
pardon each infirmity,
open fault, and secret sin.
3 Soon for me the light of day
shall for ever pass away;
then, from sin and sorrow free,
take me, Lord, to dwell with thee.
4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
all of man's infirmity;
then, from thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.
Source: Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #409
|First Line:||Softly now the light of day|
|Author:||George W. Doane (1824)|