Now the day is over

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 tenderest blessing
May our eyelids close.

Comfort every sufferer
Watching late in pain;
Those who plan some evil
From their sins restrain.

When the morning wakens,
Then may I arise
Pure, and fresh, and sinless
In Your holy eyes.

Music: Joseph Barnby
Text: Sabine Baring-Gould