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.