Scripture Verse

You will not fear the terror of night. Psalm 91:5


Words: Em­ma C. Hew­itt, in Grate­ful Praise, by Will­iam Kirk­pat­rick & Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1902), num­ber 35.

Music: Maui Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Hew­itt (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

William J. Kirkpatrick (1838–1921)


Dear Lord, as twi­light soft­ly falls,
And na­ture sinks to rest,
Let now Thy bless­èd peace des­cend
And soothe the trou­bled breast;
As gent­ly fades the light of day,
And shades of night ap­pear,
Our long­ing hearts to Thee we bring,
O heav’n­ly Fa­ther, hear!

Forgive the word, the thought un­just,
The kind­ly deed un­done;
O, may for us a bet­ter day
Rise with the mor­row’s sun!
Lend us the strength we sore­ly need,
Be Thou our stead­fast guide,
And may we now and ev­er­more,
Cling close­ly to Thy side.

Lord, when our earth­ly race is run,
O, may we by Thy grace,
Hear from Thy lips the words Well done,
And see Thee face to face.
In Thy blest pre­sence, there shall come
No lin­ger­ing shades of night;
We hail afar the wel­come ray,
The day of glo­ry bright.