J Ellerton (481/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

J Ellerton 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. 2 We thank Thee that Thy Church, unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. 3 As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. 4 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. 5 So be it, Lord; Thy Throne shall never, Like earth’s proud empires, pass away; Thy Kingdom stands, and grows forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.