1 The day you gave us, Lord, is ended,
the darkness falls at your behest;
to you our morning hymns ascended,
your praise shall hallow now our rest.
2 We thank you that your church, unsleeping
while earth rolls onward into light,
through all the world her watch is keeping,
and rests not now by day or night.
3 As o'er each continent and island
the dawn leads on another day,
the voice of pray'r is never silent,
nor dies the strain of praise away.
4 The sun, that bids us rest, is waking
our brethren 'neath the western sky,
and hour by hour fresh lips are making
your wondrous doings heard on high.
5 So be it, Lord: your throne shall never,
like earth's proud empires, pass away;
but stand and rule and grow forever,
'til all your creatures own your sway.
Source: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #161
|First Line:||The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended|
|Author:||John Ellerton (1870)|