(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
Softly now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away,
Free from care, from labor free,
Lor,d I would commune with Thee.
Thou, whose all-pervading eye
Naught escapes — without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault and secret sin.
Soon for me the light of day
Shall forever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.
Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man’s infirmity;
Then, from Thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pity-ing eye.