English poem
_Evening Hymns._
by Hezekiah Butterworth (1839–1905)
John Keble's beautiful meditation--
Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear;
John Leland's--
The day is past and gone;
and Phebe Brown's--
I love to steal awhile away;
--have already been noticed. Bishop Doane's gentle and spiritual lines express nearly everything that a worshipping soul would include in a moment of evening thought. The first and last stanzas are the ones most commonly sung.
Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away: Free from care, from labor free, Lord I would commune with Thee.
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Soon for me the light of day Shall forever pass away; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.