Hymn 801
The day Thou gavest. Lord, is ended
- mf The day Thou gavest. Lord, is ended.
The darkness falls at Thy behest;
To Thee our morning hymns ascended.
Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.
- mf We thank Thee that Thy Church unsleeping.
While earth rolls onward into light.
Through all the worid her watch is keeping.
And rests not now by day or night.
- As o'er each continent and island
The dawn leads on another day,
The voice of pray'r is never silent,
Nor dies the strain of praise away.
- The sun that bids us rest is waking
Our brethren 'neath the western sky,
And hour by hour fresh lips are making,
Thy wondrous doings heard on high.
- cr So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never,
Like earth's proud empires, pass away;
f Thy kingdom stands, and grows for ever.
Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.