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Day and Night. 269
Peace, through the grace of Christ our Lord ;
Rest, in the Father's love restor'd ;
Joy, by the Spirit's union given ;
The peace, the rest, the joy of Heaven !
James Ford. 1856.
The day, O Lord, is spent; Abide with us, and rest; Our hearts' desires are fully bent On making Thee our guest.
We have not reach'd that land, That happy land, as yet, Where holy angels round Thee stand, Whose sun can never set.
Our sun is sinking now ; Our day is almost o'er : O Sun of Righteousness, do Thou Shine on us evermore !
John Mason Neale. 1854.
Behold the sun, that seem'd but now
Enthroned overhead, Beginneth to decline below
The globe whereon we tread ; And he, whom yet we look upon
With comfort and delight, Will quite depart from hence anon,
And leave us to the night.