John Brownlie (trans.) · 55 of 55

See Where the Orb of Day

I See where the orb of day In glory sinks to rest, The clouds of gold and purple crown The mountains of the west; And eve in silence brings The night on dusky wings.

II It is the hour of peace, And hearts to heaven ascend,-- Come with your burdens and your care, To an unchanging Friend; And let the passing day, Bear all your fears away.

III It is the hour of prayer; Let every fault be known; Unveil the secrets of the soul, And every sin disown; The blood for sinners spilt, Shall bear away your guilt.

IV It is the hour of praise, Let joy the stillness break; And every grateful thought of God To living song awake; And saints in heaven shall bear To God your fervent prayer.

V The night in silence falls,-- O God to Thee be praise! And to the Spirit and the Son, Throughout the endless days;-- Eternal Three in One, While endless ages run.