Once more we’ve heard the word divine,
Have sung our songs devout;
May He who blessed our coming in,
Now bless our going out.
Oh may the heav’nly Father’s love,
The grace of God the Son,
The Holy Spirit’s fellowship
Be with us every one.
As were the mountains round about
Jerusalem of old,
So may His benediction dear
Our earthly lives enfold.
And when at last the evening comes
With life’s expiring breath,
Oh, may this blessing go with us
Down thro’ the vale of death.