Softly on the breath of evening
Comes the tender sigh of day;
Lonely heart
by sorrow laden
’Tis the time to pray.
Weary pilgrim
cease thy mourning
Rest beyond the river.
Pearly dews like tears are falling
Gently on the sleeping flowers;
Stars like angel eyes are beaming
From celestial bowers.
’Tis the hour where hallowed feelings
Chase our doubts and fears away;
’Tis the hour for calm devotion;
Pilgrim
watch and pray.
Though temptations dark oppress thee
Jesus guides thee on thy way;
He will hear thy lightest whisper
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