The Book of Worship ‎#187

187. The day is past and gone

1 The day is past and gone,
The evening shades appear,
Oh may I ever keep in mind,
The night of death is near.

2 We lay our garments by,
Upon our beds to rest;
So death will soon disrobe us all,
Of what is here possessed.

3 Lord, keep us safe this night,
Secure from all our fears;
May angels guard us while we sleep,
Till morning light appears.

4 And when we early rise,
To view th' unwearied sun,
May we set out to win the prize,
And after glory run,--

5 That when our days are past,
And we from time remove,
Lord, we may in Thy bosom rest,
The bosom of Thy love.

Text Information

• First Line: The day is past and gone
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867
• Topic: Family Worship

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