48 ~ Softly Now, the Light of Day
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Softly now the light of day Fades upon our sight away: Free from care, from labour free, Lord, we would commune with Thee.
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Thou, whose all-pervading eye Nought escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin.
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Soon from us the light of day Shall forever pass away; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take us, Lord, to dwell with Thee.