O Lord, my soul's true Sun, to rest

Day's orb is sinking in the West;

As earth's light fades, upon my sight

Let dawn Thy everlasting light.

Come breathe on us a holy peace;

Bid every haunting fear to cease;

Our sin-sick spirits heal, and aid

Thy servants in Thine image made.

Dear Saviour, seek each wandering child,

Lost on the snow-waste bare and wild,

Until he taste, no more to roam,

The warm love of the Father's home.

Thou knowest, Lord, each secret need;

The hungry from Thy bounty feed;

Spare hearts too weak to conquer wrong,

And in Thy strength, O make them strong.

On all who stray with blinded sight

Mid heathen darkness day and night,

Uplift the shining of Thy face,

And show them Jesus' throne of grace.

O let Thy light with power imbue

Each withered soul to flower anew;

Thy spirit grant mid earthly strife,

Blest earnest of eternal life.