Day is dying in the west

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!
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.
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.

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.

Brother Lawrence

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.