1
Now the day is over;
Night is drawing nigh,
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky.
2
Father, give the weary
Calm and sweet repose;
With your tenderest blessing
May our eyelids close.
3
Through the long night-watches,
May your angels spread
Their white wings above me,
Watching round my bed.
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