Star of morn and even,

Sun of Heaven’s heaven,

Saviour high and dear,

Toward us turn thine ear;

Through whate’er may come,

Thou canst lead us home.

2 Though the gloom be grievous,

Those we leant on leave us,

Though the coward heart

Quit its proper part,

Though the tempter come,

Thou wilt lead us home.

3 Saviour pure and holy,

Lover of the lowly,

Sign us with thy sign,

Take our hands in thine;

Take our hands and come,

Lead thy children home!

4 Star of morn and even,

Shine on us from heaven;

From thy glory-throne

Hear thy very own!

Lord and Saviour, come,

Lead us to our home!