Day is dying in the west; Heav'n is touching earth with rest;
Wait and worship while the night,Sets the evening lamps alight
Thru all the sky.
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts! Heav'n and earth are full of Thee!
Heav'n and earth are praising Thee, O Lord most high!
Lord of life, beneath the dome, Of the universe, Thy home,
Gather us who seek Thy face, To the fold of Thy embrace,
For Thou art nigh.
While the deepening shadows fall, Heart of love enfolding all,
Thru the glory and the grace, Of the stars that veil Thy face,
Our hearts ascend.
When forever from our sight, Pass the stars, the day, the night,
Lord of angels, on our eyes, Let eternal morning rise
And shadows end.
In precious memories of my mom, she is with the angels, her shadows are ended
and her Eternal morning has risen!