Father supreme! thou high and holy One!

To thee we bow;

Now, when the burden of the day is gone,

Devoutly, now.

2 From age to age unchanging, still the same

All-good thou art;

Hallowed for ever be thy reverend name

In every heart!

3 When the glad morn upon the hills was spread,

Thy smile was there;

Now, as the darkness gathers overhead,

We feel thy care.

4 Night spreads her shade upon another day

For ever past;

So, o’er our faults, thy love, we humbly pray,

A vail may cast.

5 Silence and calm, o’er hearts by earth distrest,

Now sweetly steal;

So every fear that struggles in the breast

Shall faith conceal.

6 Thou, through the dark, wilt watch above our sleep

With eye of love;

And thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leap

The hills above.

7 O, may each heart its gratitude express

As life expands,

And find the triumph of its happiness

In thy commands!