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The day is gently sinking to a close,
Fainter and yet more faint
the sunlight glows.
O Brightness of
thy Father's glory, thou
Eternal Light of Light,
be with us now.
Where thou art present
darkness cannot be;
Midnight is glorious noon,
O Lord, with thee.
Our changeful lives
are ebbing to an end;
Onward to darkness
and to death we tend.
O Conqueror of the grave,
be thou our guide,
Be thou our light
in death's dark eventide;
Then in our mortal hour
will be no gloom,
No sting in death,
no terror in the tomb.
Thou, who in darkness
walking didst appear
Upon the waves,
and thy disciples cheer,
Come, Lord, in lonesome days,
when storms assail,
And earthly hopes
and human succours fail.
When all is dark
may we behold thee nigh,
And hear thy voice:
"Fear not, for it is I."
The weary world
is mouldering to decay,
Its glories wane,
its pageants fade away;
in that last sunset
when the stars shall fall,
May we arise awakened by thy call,
With thee, O Lord, for ever to abide
In that blest day
which has no eventide.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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10 10 10 10 10 10
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1863
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 24:29;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1919 | # 32 | | 1920 | # 7 | | 1917 | # 61 | | 1916 | # 13 |
MUSIC
Name:
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NACHTLIED
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Meter:
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10 10 10 10 10 10
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1872
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 13 | No key | | # 623 | D |
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