Scripture Verse

The night cometh. John 9:4


Mary Mills

Words: Ma­ry Mills, in Al­le­lu­ia, ed­it­ed by Frank­lin L. Shep­pard (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Pres­by­te­ri­an Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1915), num­ber 171. Some hym­nals give the au­thor as Ma­rie Co­rel­li, Mills’ pseu­do­nym.

Music: Ce­le­st­ial Voic­es R. Fran­cis Lloyd (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Lloyd (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?


In our hearts celestial voices
Softly say,
Day is passing, night is coming;
Kneel and pray!

Father, we obey the summons;
Hear our cry:
Pity us, and help our weakness,
Thou most high!

For the joys that most we cherish
Praised be Thou!
Good and gracious art Thou ever;
Hear us now.

Coming morrows we may never
Live to see;
All we ask Thee is to keep us
Safe with Thee.

Take us in Thy arms, and keep us
As Thine own.
Gather us with Thee forever
Round Thy throne.