2 Each field is then a hallowed spot, A church in every grove that spreads 3 Look up to heaven, the industrious sun 4 Lord, since his rising in the east, 5 Help with thy grace, through life's short day, Our upward and our downward way; And glorify for us the west, When we shall sink to final rest. Amen. William Wordsworth, 1834 10 B EHOLD us, Lord, a little space 2 Around us rolls the ceaseless tide 3 Yet these are not the only walls C.M. 4 Thine is the loom, the forge, the mart, 5 Then let us prove our heavenly birth, 6 Work shall be prayer, if all be wrought As thou wouldst have it done, And prayer, by thee inspired and taught, Itself with work be one. Amen. John Ellerton, 1870 11 Evening TRINITY of blessed light, O Unity of princely might, L.M. The fiery sun now goes his way; 2 To thee our morning song of praise, 3 All laud to God the Father be; All praise, eternal Son, to thee; All glory, as is ever meet, To God the holy Paraclete. Amen. Latin; St. Ambrose, 340–397; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862 12 O' 10.6.10.6 BRIGHTNESS of the immortal Father's face, Most holy, heavenly, blest, Lord Jesus Christ, in whom his truth and grace Are visibly expressed: 2 The sun is sinking now, and one by one The lamps of evening shine; We hymn the eternal Father, and the Son, And Holy Ghost divine. 3 Worthy art thou at all times to receive Our hallowed praises, Lord. O Son of God, be thou, in whom we live, Through all the world adored. Amen. The Candlelight Hymn," Greek, before 370; Tr. Edward W. Eddis, 1864 13 Six 10's HE day is gently sinking to a close, THE light glows. O Brightness of thy Father's glory, thou Eternal Light of Light, be with us now. Where thou art present darkness cannot be; Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with thee. 2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end; Onward to darkness and to death we tend. O Conqueror of the grave, be thou our guide, Be thou our light in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 3 Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear Upon the waves, and thy disciples cheer, Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succours fail. When all is dark may we behold thee nigh, And hear thy voice: "Fear not, for it is I." 4 The weary world is mouldering to decay, Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1863 14 TH 8.8.8.4 HE radiant morn hath passed away, And spent too soon her golden store; The shadows of departing day Creep on once more. 2 Our life is but an autumn sun, Its glorious noon, how quickly past; Lead us, O Christ, our lifework done, Safe home at last. 3 O by thy soul-inspiring grace, Uplift our hearts to realms on high; Help us to look to that bright place Beyond the sky, 4 Where light, and life, and joy, and peace 5 Where saints are clothed in spotless white And evening shadows never fall, Where thou, eternal Light of Light, 15 Amen. Godfrey Thring, 1864 8.7.8.7.7.7 HROUGH the day thy love has spared THE us; Hear us ere the hour of rest: Through the silent watches guard us, 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, And, when life's short day is past, Amen. Thomas Kelly, 1806 16 HR 7.7.7.5 OLY Father, cheer our way Grant us every closing day Light at evening time. 2 Holy Saviour, calm our fears When earth's brightness disappears; Light at evening time. |