'Tis evening - and the weary day
Its curtain draws at last;
Each moment with its trying toil
Is laid to rest, and past.
The good we sought, each seed we sowed,
Has filled its place today;
And with our God, we've trod again
A step of Heaven's way.
He has been faithful, ever true
To comfort, care and guide.
His mercy flowed in bounteous streams,
No drop of grace denied.
So soon tomorrow's sun shall rise
With bright and cheerful ray,
And with its dawn His faithfulness
Again shall balm our day.
by Emily Witmer
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