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 prayer 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,
till all your creatures own your sway.
|First Line:||The day you gave us, Lord, is ended|
|Title:||The Day You Gave Us, Lord, Is Ended|
|Author:||John Ellerton (1870; Alt. 1990, mod.)|
|Topic:||The Church: Evening; Church: Permanence of; Church: Triumph of(1 more...)|
|Composer:||Clement C. Scholefield (1874)|