Ave Maria
Franz Wilhelm Abt
Softly the dusk is falling;
O'er forest, hill and dell
Resounds the evening bell;
To evensong 'tis calling:
Ave Maria!
Thou Virgin pure, we bend us low,
Thy love our guiding star doth glow,
The path of Heav'n to us to show,
Ave Maria!
Now daylight hath departed,
And night above us wings;
A tranquil sleep it brings
Unto the weary-hearted.
Ave Maria!
O fount of heavenly mercy blest,
Guide safely home our hearts distress'd,
And give us rest, yes endless rest.
Ave Maria!