Now the day is over,
Night is drawing nigh;
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky.
Jesus, give the weary
Calm and sweet repose;
With Thy tend'rest blessing
May mine eyelids close.
Through the long night-watches
May Thine angels spread
Their white wings above me,
Watching round my bed.
Glory to the Father,
Glory to the Son,
And to Thee, blest Spirit,
While all ages run.
Now the day is done
Writer(s): Mort Lindsey, Joseph Barnby
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