“Tired,” ah, yes, so tired, dear, the day has been very long,
But shadowy gloaming draweth near, ’tis time for the even song.
I’m ready to go to rest at last, ready to say, “Good night;”
The sunset glory darkens fast, to-morrow will bring me light.
Sing once again, “Abide with me” that sweetest evening hymn,
And now “Good night,” I cannot see, the light has grown so dim.
“Tired” ah, yes, so tired, dear, I shall soundly sleep to-night,
With never a dream, and never a fear, to wake in the morning’s light.
It has seemed so long since morning tide, and I have been left so lone,