Dark'ning night the land doth cover; Day is over: We give thanks, O Thou most High, While with wonted hymn we adore Thee, And implore Thee, For the light that doth not die Like a day our short life hasteth: Soon it wasteth: Cometh surely its sad eve: O do Thou that eve enlighten, Save and brighten: Nor old age of joy bereave: That in peace we our peace win: As Thou wilt, do Thou us ga-ther, Gracious Father, Only without shame and sin. Now we pray for rest that sleeping in Thy keeping, We may joy in the sun's ray. So thro' death's last darkness take us, So awake us To heaven's everlasting day. Amen.