Peacefully Round Us the Shadows Are Falling

Peacefully round us the sha­dows are fall­ing

Glad be our prais­es and trust­ful our pray­er;

Hear us

O Lord

on Thy pro­vi­dence call­ing

Lighten our dark­ness

and ban­ish our care.

Hushed are the sheep bells afar on the moor­land

O’er the still mea­dows the night breez­es sweep

Faint fall the foot­steps in ci­ty and ham­let

Safely the child­ren are fold­ed in sleep.

Softly may wea­ry ones rest from their du­ty

Bright be the dreams of the trou­bled and worn

While through the shades beam the stars in their beau­ty

Watching the world till the break­ing of morn.

Lord of the night

let Thine an­gels de­fend us;

Sunshine and gloom are alike un­to Thee;

Lord of the day

let Thy Spir­it at­tend us

Bless us and keep us wher­ev­er we be.