Day Is Dying in the West

Day is dying in the west;

Heaven is touching earth with rest;

Wait and worship while the night

Sets the evening lamps alight

Through all the sky.

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,

Thro’ the glory and the grace

Of the stars that veil Thy face,

Our hearts ascend.

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.