12. The Mellow Eve is Gliding

1 The mellow eve is gliding
Serenely down the west;
So, ev'ry care subsiding,
My soul would sink to rest.
The wood-land hum is ringing,
The daylight's gentle close;
May angels round me singing,
Thus hymn my last repose.

2 The ev'ning star has lighted
Her crystal lamp on high;
So, when in death benighted,
May hope illume the sky.
In golden splendor dawning,
The morrow's light shall break,
O! on the last bright morning,
May I in glory wake.

Text Information
First Line: The mellow eve is gliding
Title: The Mellow Eve is Gliding
Language: English
Publication Date: 1875
Tune Information
Name: [The mellow eve is gliding]
Composer: Wm. T. Rogers
Key: F Major or modal



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