Day Is Dying in the West

Day is dying in the west;

Heav'n is touching earth with rest:

Wait and worship while the night

Sets her evening lamps alight

Thro' all the sky.

Lord of Life, beneath the dome

Of the universe, thy home,

Gather us, who seek Thy face,

To the fold of Thy embrace,

For Thou art nigh.

While the deep'ning shadows fall,

Heart of Love, enfold us all;

Thro' the glory and the grace

Of the stars that veil thy face,

Our hearts ascend.

When forever from our sight,

Pass the stars, the day, the night,

Lord of angels, on our eyes

Let eternal morning rise,

And shadows end.