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The day expires;
My soul desires
And pants to see that day,
When the vexing cares of earth
Shall be done away.
The night is here;
Oh! be Thou near,
Christ, make it light within;
Drive away from out my heart
All the night of sin.
The sunbeams pale,
And flee and fail;
O uncreated Sun!
Let Thy light now shine on us,
Then our joy were won.
All things that move
Below, above,
Now with sleep are blest,
Work Thou still in me, while I
Calmly in Thee rest.
When shall the sway
Of night and day
Cease to rule man thus?
When that brightest day of days
Once shall dawn on us.
Ah! never then
Her light again
Jerusalem shall miss,
For the Lamb shall be her Light,
Filling her with bliss.
Oh were I there!
Where all the air
With lovely sounds is ringing;
Where the saints Thee, Holy Lord,
Evermore are singing!
Lord Jesus, Thou
My rest art now,
Oh help me that I come,
Radient with Thy light to shine
In Thy glorious home!
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4 4 6 7 4
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1704,1855
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