W.H. Monk: Abide With Me
Choir Of King'S College, Cambridge
4:581 The day you gave us, Lord, is ended, the darkness falls at your behest; to you our morning hymns ascended, your praise shall hallow now our rest. 2 We thank you that your church, unsleeping while earth rolls onward into light, through all the world her watch is keeping, and rests not now by day or night. 3 As o'er each continent and island the dawn leads on another day, the voice of pray'r is never silent, nor dies the strain of praise away. 4 The sun, that bids us rest, is waking our brethren 'neath the western sky, and hour by hour fresh lips are making your wondrous doings heard on high. 5 So be it, Lord: your throne shall never, like earth's proud empires, pass away; but stand and rule and grow forever, 'til all your creatures own your sway. Source: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #161