When men to God their hom- age pay, And earth draws near to

Stephen G. Bulfinch, 1832

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Horatio W. Parker, 1890

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Our day of praise is done,.. The eve - ning shadows fall;....

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But pass not from us with the sun, True Light that light'nest all.

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The evening shadows fall;

But pass not from us with the sun,
True Light that lightenest all.

2 Around the throne on high,

Where night can never be,

The white-robed harpers of the sky
Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee.

3 Too faint our anthems here;
Too soon of praise we tire;
But O the strains how full and clear,
Of that eternal choir!

4 Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will,
If Thou attune the heart,
We in Thine angels' music still
May bear our lower part.

5 'Tis Thine each soul to calm,

Each wayward thought reclaim,
And make our life a daily psalm
Of glory to Thy name.

6 A little while, and then

Shall come the glorious end;
And songs of angels and of men
In perfect praise shall blend.

men.

John Ellerton, 1868, 71

Their faces Zion-ward were set, Vows with their lips to Thee they vowed.

A-men.

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HEBRON L. M.

Lowell Mason, 1830

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Thou in whose name the two or three Are met to day

to meet with Thee,

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Fulfil to us Thine own sure word, And be Thou here Thy - self, O Lord.

Amen.