To crown my faith before the night,
At evening time let there be light.
2 At evening time when labor’s past,
Though storms and toils have marred my day,
Mercy has tempered every blast,
And love and hope have cheered the way:
Now let the parting hour be bright;
At evening time let there be light.
3 God doth send light at evening time,
And bid the fears, the doubtings, flee.