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Day is dying in the west, Heav’n is touching earth with rest, Wait and worship while the night Sets her evening lamps alight Through all the sky. |
| Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts! Heav’n and earth are full of Thee! Heav’n and earth are praising Thee, O Lord, most high! |
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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. |
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While the deepening shadows fall, Heart of love, enfolding all, Through the glory and the grace Of the stars that veil Thy face, Our hearts ascend. |
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Madison, Wi
My father is almost 90 years old and sings this at sunset. It was from his days at camp in Michigan. It will be a wonderful memory for me.
Mercer Island, WA, Jamaica
My heart was burden and I recall this song as a child when the family would sit at the dining table and sing this song to closed the Sabbath Rest. Oh how much memory it brought to me RIP MS George.
Azle, Texas, United States
4. 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!
Addition of 4 from old hymnal.
Precious memories of Chautauqua Institute on a Sunday night. Perfect song for the close of a perfect day at a perfect place.
Albuquerque, NM, United States
I love this song-It touches my heart every time I hear it. Thanks for sharing.