1 The day you gave us, Lord, has ended;
the darkness falls at your behest.
To you our morning hymns ascended;
your praise shall sanctify our rest.
2 We thank you that your church unsleeping
while earth rolls onwards into light,
through all the world her watch is keeping,
and never rests by day or night.
3 As over continent and island
each dawn leads on another day,
the voice of prayer is never silent,
nor do the praises die away.
4 So be it, Lord: your throne shall never,
like earth's proud kingdoms, pass away.
Your kingdom stands and grows forever,
until there dawns your glorious day.