As Darker, Darker Fall Around

As dark­er

dark­er

fall around

The sha­dows of the night

We ga­ther here with hymn and pray­er

To seek the eter­nal light.

Father in Heav­en

to Thee are known

Our ma­ny hopes and fears

Our hea­vy weight of mor­tal toil

Our bit­ter­ness of tears.

We pray Thee for our ab­sent ones

Who have been with us here:

And in our sec­ret heart we name

The dis­tant and the dear.

For wea­ry eyes

and ach­ing hearts

And feet that from Thee rove

The sick

the poor

the tired

the fall­en

We pray Thee

God of love.

We bring to Thee our hopes and fears

And at Thy foot­stool lay;

And

Fa­ther

Thou who lov­est all

Wilt hear us as we pray.