Let Evening Twilight Turn to Dawn

Let ev­en­ing twi­light turn to dawn

For all who love Thee

Sav­ior dear

Like twain of old

to whom

we read

Jesus Him­self drew near.

Yet we re­mem­ber how ’tis writ

That while He sought their doubt to clear

Their eyes were held

and told them not

Jesus Him­self drew near.

With burn­ing hearts they heard His words

Unfolding how each an­cient seer

Said

Christ must suf­fer. So in light

Jesus Him­self drew near.

Drew near

was near

yet still seemed far

While sit­ting down their meal to cheer!

Then clos­er still

in van­ished form

Jesus Him­self drew near.

Not now a fig­ure by their side

But in their hearts

In­dwell­er dear!

His pre­sent Spir­it bade them say

Jesus Him­self is here.

So dwell in us by faith

dear Lord!

In us by grace Thy throne up­rear

Then of our dark­est hours we’ll say

Jesus Him­self drew near.

Be near us

Lord

till sense no more

Divides from Him our souls rev­ere:

Be with us

Lord

till thro’ the tomb

To Je­sus we draw near.