Great God, to Thee My Evening Song
Great God, to thee my evening song
With humble gratitude I raise;
Oh, let thy mercy tune my tongue
And fill my heart with lively praise.
My days, unclouded as they pass,
And ev’ry onward rolling hour
Are monuments of wondrous grace
And witness to thy love and pow’r.
With hope in thee mine eyelids close;
With sleep refresh my feeble frame.
Safe in thy care may I repose
And wake with praises to thy name.
Text: Anne Steele, 1716–1778
Music: Edward P. Kimball, 1882–1937