While Sinks Our Land To Realms Of Night
While sinks our land to realms of night,
And twilight skies grow dim,
We raise again our joyful hearts
Our parting evening hymn.
We bless Thee for the warm, rich glow
Of this our hallowed day,
And for the love that year by year
Shines o’er our onward way.
And now, O Father, from on high
List to our evening prayer,
Shed o’er our hearts a blissful calm,
And keep us in Thy care.