1 Now evening comes to close the day,
and soon the silent hours
shall banish all our fears away,
and sleep renew our powers.

2 Into your hands, eternal Friend,
we give ourselves again,
and to your watchful care commend
all those in grief or pain.

3 In waking, lift our thoughts above,
in sleeping, guard us still,
that we may rise to know your love
and prove your perfect will.

4 To Father, Son and Spirit praise,
all mortal praise be given,
till sleep at last shall end our days
and we shall wake in heaven!

After Te Lucis ante terminum , Michael Perry (1942 - 1996)
© Mrs B Perry/Jubilate Hymns
LM