The Day Is Slowly Wending

The day is slow­ly wend­ing

Toward its si­lent end­ing

But mid the light de­clin­ing

The ev­en­ing star is shin­ing:

O Fa­ther

while we sleep

Thy child­ren keep!

Beneath Thy migh­ty car­ing

The birds and beasts are shar­ing

The love that sends the show­ers

The hand that gives the flow­ers:

Though long our day of test­ing

Now comes the hour of rest­ing

May wear­iness and sad­ness

Be lulled to peace and glad­ness:

The Sav­ior’s cross is win­ning

Forgiveness for the sin­ning

And while we kneel con­fess­ing

We hum­bly wait Thy bless­ing:

All ev­il thoughts ex­pell­ing

Now make in us Thy dwell­ing

O Spir­it

pure and ho­ly

Possess these hearts so low­ly: