Scripture Verse

The shadows of the evening are stretched out. Jeremiah 6:4


Autumnal Woods
Thomas Moran

Words: God­frey Thring, 1864.

Music: Ra­diant Morn Charles F. Gou­nod, 1872 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tunes:

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

Charles F. Gounod

Origin of the Hymn

The hymn…was com­posed as an ‘af­ter­noon’ hymn, as in most of the coun­try par­ish­es in that part of Som­er­set­shire in which I lived, the se­cond ser­vice was near­ly al­ways held in the af­te­rnoon, and not in the ev­en­ing, whilst all the hymns in the hymn books in com­mon use were for the late ev­en­ing or night. I wrote The ra­di­ant morn hath pass’d away to sup­ply this want.

Several of my hymns were writ­ten in con­se­quence of some want of this kind, felt ei­ther by my­self or oth­ers; but most of them, I think, though I have ne­ver made any cal­cu­la­tions, arose al­most spon­tan­eous­ly from thoughts that hap­pened to be run­ning in my mind at the time.

Godfrey Thring


The radiant morn hath passed away,
And spent too soon her golden store;
The shadows of departing day
Creep on once more.

Our life is but an autumn sun,
Its glorious noon how quickly past!
Lead us, O Christ, our life work done,
Safe home at last.

O by Thy soul inspiring grace
Uplift our hearts to realms on high;
Help us to look to that bright place
Beyond the sky.

Where light, and life, and joy, and peace
In undivided empire reign,
And thronging angels never cease
Their deathless strain.

Where saints are clothed in spotless white,
And evening shadows never fall;
Where Thou, eternal Light of light,
Art Lord of all.