Now the day is over,

Night is drawing nigh;

Shadows of the evening

Steal across the sky;

Jesus, give the weary

Calm and sweet repose;

With thy tenderest blessing

May our eyelids close.

Grant to little children

Visions bright of thee;

Guard the sailors tossing

On the deep, blue sea.

Comfort every sufferer

Watching late in pain;

Those who plan some evil

From their sins restrain.

Through the long night watches,

May thine angels spread

Their white wings above me,

Watching round my bed.

When the morning wakens,

Then may I arise

Pure, and fresh, and sinless

In thy holy eyes.

Amen.