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Show ( NIGHTFALL. Bwtf tly the shadows cf the night around lis taU, fjonie. lot us knwl before our God and pray, Aid while on Mm for merulos now wo call, 1'ralso bUn whose lore has kept us through the day. Hot more of evil lurks in midnight's Vaur Than stalks abroa'i at Rolden tide of nooa; In both alike we need his keeping iwor. Could he forget, then Ul would come-how soonl But he d th not forget, nor doth he sleep; And wo lira safe In his all watchful i-are. By day, night he condescends to keep Thoue who commit themselves to him in prayer, There is a home whero shadows never fall, , Nor sin nor damfcr evar enter there, Where weariness doth ne'er to slumber call: A land of praise that bath no need of prayer. tfnto that home, O Father, lead our way, And while we linger In this alien land, In mercy hear us while to thee wo pray, Btill guard and (rulde us by thy lovln? hand. R. M. Off ord in The Observer. |