And guides us in the heavenward way:—
We bless Thee for the tender love
That mingles all our hearts in one,—
The music of the soul;—above
’Tis purer spirits’ unison.
2 Father, ’tis evening’s solemn hour,
And cast we now our cares on Thee;
Darkly the storm may round us lower,
Peace is within,—Christ makes us free;—
And when life’s toil and joy are o’er,