39. Savior, when night involves the skies
L.M.
Hesperus:
Henry Baker (1835-1910), 1866
Thomas Gisborne, 1805
Savior, when night involves the skies, My soul, adoring, turns to thee; Thee, self-abased in mortal guise, And wrapt in shades of death for me. | On thee my waking raptures dwell, When crimson gleams the east adorn, Thee, Victor of the grave and hell, Thee, source of life's eternal morn. | When noon her throne in light arrays, To thee my soul triumphant springs; Thee, throned in glory's endless blaze, Thee, Lord of lords and King of kings. | O'er earth, when shades of evening steal, To death and thee my thoughts I give; To death, whose power I soon must feel, To thee, with whom I trust to live. | |