Softly Now the Light of Day
Softly now the light of day fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with Thee.
Thou, whose all pervading eye naught escapes without, within, Pardon each infirmity, open fault and secret sin.
Soon for me the light of day, shall forever pass away; Then from sin and sorrow free, take me Lord, to dwell with Thee.
Thou who, sinless, yet hast known all of man’s infirmity; Then, from Thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye.
George W. Doane