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Day is dying |
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(one verse introduction)
Day is dying in the west;
Heaven is touching earth with rest;
Wait and worship while- the night
Sets the evening lamps- alight
Through all the sky.Holy, holy, holy, O God of Hosts!
Heav'n and earth are full of you!
Heav'n and earth are praising you,
O God most high!God of life, beneath the dome
Of the universe, your home,
Gather us who seek- your face
To the fold of your- embrace,
For you are near.Holy, holy, holy, O God of Hosts!
Heav'n and earth are full of you!
Heav'n and earth are praising you,
O God most high!While the deepening shadows fall,
Heart of love enfolding all,
Through the glory and- the grace
Of the stars that veil- your face,
Our hearts ascend.Holy, holy, holy, O God of Hosts!
Heav'n and earth are full of you!
Heav'n and earth are praising you,
O God most high!When forever from our sight
Pass the stars, the day, the night,
God of angels, on- our eyes
Let eternal morning rise
And shadows end.Holy, holy, holy, O God of Hosts!
Heav'n and earth are full of you!
Heav'n and earth are praising you,
O God most high!Words: Mary Artemesia Lathbury (19thC)
Music: Chautauqua, William Fiske Sherwin (19thC), arr. Elisheva Barsabe (21stC)