1
The day Thou gavest, Lord,
is ended;
the darkness falls at Thy
behest;
to Thee our morning hymns
ascended;
Thy praise shall hallow now
our rest.
2
We thank Thee that Thy
church, unsleeping
while earth rolls onward
into light,
through all the world her
watch is keeping,
and rests not now by day or
night.
3
As o'er each continent and
island
the dawn leads on another
day,
the voice of prayer is
never silent,
nor die the strains of
praise away.
4
So be it, Lord; Thy throne
shall never,
like earth's proud empires,
pass away.
Thy kingdom stands, and
grows forever,
till all Thy creatures own
Thy sway.
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