Behold the
Lord of Light and Day,
O'gladsome
light of grace,
The
celestrial splendor wearing:
Of God's
the father's face.
Now, the
day fadeth quite,
We see the
evening light,
Our wonted
hymn outpouring:
Maketh
everything be right.
Before the
ending of the day,
Creator of
our world, we pray
That thy
wonted favour thou
Wouldst be
our Guard and Keeper now
About the Authors
The Lover's Realm
Copyright © 1999 ~ 2002
'Mystic' Mick
Lee-Price
This Home Page was
created by MiC ~ The Wayfinder, Sunday, 3 January 1999
Most recent
revision Tuesday, 9 July
2002
