The Shadows of the Evening Hours

The sha­dows of the ev­en­ing hours

Fall from the dark­en­ing sky;

Upon the frag­rance of the flow­ers

The dews of ev­en­ing lie;

Before Thy throne

O Lord of Heav’n

We kneel at close of day;

Look on Thy child­ren from on high

And hear us while we pray.

The sor­rows of Thy serv­ants

Lord

O do not now des­pise

But let the in­cense of our pray­ers

Before Thy mer­cy rise.

The bright­ness of the com­ing night

Upon the dark­ness rolls;

With hopes of fu­ture glo­ry

chase

The sha­dows from our souls.

Slowly the rays of day­light fade

So fade with­in our heart

The hopes in earth­ly love and joy

That one by one de­part.

Slowly the bright stars

one by one

Within the heav­ens shine:

Give us

O Lord

fresh hopes in Heav­en

And trust in things di­vine.

Let peace

O Lord

Thy peace

O God

up­on our souls des­cend;

From mid­night fears and per­ils

now

Our trem­bling hearts de­fend.

Give us a res­pite from our toil;

Calm and sub­due our woes.

Through the long day we la­bor

Lord

O give us now re­pose.