Evening hymn

The sun is sinking fast;

The daylight dies;

Let love awake and pay

Her evening sacrifice.

As Christ upon the Cross

In death reclin'd,

Into His Father's hands

His parting soul resign'd;

So now herself my soul

Would wholly give,

Into His sacred charge,

In whom all spirits live:

So now beneath His eye

Would calmly rest,

Without a wish or thought

Abiding in the breast,

Save that His will be done;

Whate'er betide;

Dead to herself; and dead

In Him, to all beside.

Thus would I live; -- yet now

Not I, but He;

In all His power and love

Henceforth alive in me!

One sacred Trinity!

One Lord divine!

Myself for ever His!

And He for ever mine!