(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
Day is dying in the west,
Heav’n is touching earth with rest;
Wait and worship while the night
Sets her evening lamps alight Thru all the sky.
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts!
Heav’n and earth are full of Thee!
Heav’n and earth are praising Thee, O Lord most high!
Lord of life, beneath the dome
Of the universe, Thy home,
Gather us who seek Thy face
To the fold of Thy embrace, For Thou art nigh.
While the deep’ning shadows fall,
Hearth of Love, enfolding all,
Thru the glory and the grace
Of the stars that veil Thy face, Our hearts ascend.
WHen forever from our sight
Pass the stars, the day, the night,
Lord of angels, on our eyes
Let eternal morning rise, And shadows end.