Life’s orient morn hath passed away
Hushed all the clamorous cares of day;
Through twilight calm soft steals one chime,
It shall be light at evening time.
Life’s western portal opes for me;
Death’s darkening valley near I see;
This promise meets my dimming sight:
At evening time it shall be light.
Jesus, my light of life, draw near,
Shine on my darkness, chase each fear;
Stand by me in life’s closing fight,
And cheering say,
I am thy light.
Washed in Thy precious blood alone,
Arrayed in righteousness Thine own,
From evening time I pass away,
To Heaven’s eternal shadeless day.