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The sun is sinking fast,
the daylight dies;
let love awake, and pay
her evening sacrifice.
As Christ upon the cross
his head inclined,
and to his Father's hands
his parting soul resigned;
So now herself my soul
would wholly give
into his sacred charge
in whom all spirits live;
So now beneath his eye
would calmly rest,
without a wish or thought
abiding in the breast;
Save that his will be done,
whate'er betide;
dead to herself, and dead
in him to all beside.
Thus would I live: yet now
not I, but he,
in all his power and love,
henceforth alive in me.
One sacred Trinity,
one Lord divine,
may I be ever his,
and he for ever mine.