|Location in The Sacred Harp|
Softly now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labour free,
LORD, I would commune with Thee!
THOU, whose all-pervading eye
Naught escapes, without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault, and secret sin.
Evening 70b, Lines (1, 2, 3, & 4), Stanza 1
Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall for ever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee!
Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man's infirmity;
Then, from Thy eternal throne,
JESUS, look with pitying eye.
Evening 70b, Lines (1, 2, 3, & 4), Stanza 2