Christian Worship Reflections At Sunset.
The mellow eve is gliding
Serenely down the west;
So, every care subsiding,
My soul would sink to rest.
The woodland hum is ringing
The daylight’s gentle close;
May angels round me singing,
Thus hymn my last repose.
The evening star has lighted
Her crystal lamp on high;
So, when in death benighted,
May hope illume the sky.
In golden splendor dawning,
The morrow’s light shall break;
O, on the last bright morning
May I in glory wake.