Now the day is over
Night is drawing nigh,
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky.
Now the darkness gathers
Stars their watches keep,
Birds and beasts and flowers
Soon will be asleep.
Glory to the Father,
Glory to the Son,
And to Thee blest Spirit,
Whilst all ages run.
(Sabine Baring-Gould)
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