190. The mellow eve is gliding

1 the mellow eve is gliding
Serenely down the west;
So, every care subsiding,
My soul would sink to rest.

2 The woodland hum is ringing
The daylight's gentle close;
May angels round me, singing,
Thus hymn my last repose.

3 The evening star has lighted
Her crystal lamp on high;
So, when in death benighted,
May hope illume the sky.

4 In golden splendor dawning,
the morrow's light shall break;
Oh, on the last bright morning,
May I in glory wake!

Text Information
First Line: The mellow eve is gliding
Meter: 7s & 6s.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1867
Topic: Family Worship
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