Evening

Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with Thee: Thou, whose all-pervading eye, Naught escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault and secret sin. Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee: Thou, who, sinless, yet hast known All of man’s infirmity; Then from Thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye.

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