Life’s Orient Morn Hath Passed Away

Life’s ori­ent morn hath passed away

Hushed all the cla­mor­ous cares of day;

Through twi­light calm soft steals one chime

It shall be light at ev­en­ing time.

Life’s west­ern por­tal opes for me;

Death’s dark­en­ing val­ley near I see;

This pro­mise meets my dim­ming sight:

At ev­en­ing time it shall be light.

Jesus

my light of life

draw near

Shine on my dark­ness

chase each fear;

Stand by me in life’s clos­ing fight

And cheer­ing say

I am thy light.

Washed in Thy pre­cious blood alone

Arrayed in right­eous­ness Thine own

From ev­en­ing time I pass away

To Heav­en’s eter­nal shade­less day.