1 Now the day is over,
night is drawing nigh,
shadows of the evening
steal across the sky.

2 Now the darkness gathers,
stars begin to peep;
birds, and beasts, and flowers
soon will be asleep.

3 Jesus, give the weary
calm and sweet repose;
with your tender blessing
may my eyelids close.

4 Comfort every sufferer,
watching late in pain;
those who plan some evil
from their sin restrain.

5 When the morning wakens,
then may I arise
pure, and fresh, and sinless
in your holy eyes.