Day is dying in the west
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of host! Heaven and earth are full of Thee! Heaven and earth are praising Thee. O Lord most high!
Day is dying in the west, Heaven is touching earth with rest. Wait and worship while the night Sets her evening lamps alight Through all the sky.
Lord of life, beneath the dome Of the universe, Thy home. Gather us, who seek Thy home, To the fold of Thy embrace, For Thou art nigh.
While the deepening shadows fall, Heart of Love, enfolding all, Through the glory and the grace Of the stars that veil Thy face, Our hearts ascend.
When for ever from our sight, Pass the stars, the day, the night, Lord of angels, on our eyes The eternal morning rise, And shadows end.