Taps

TAPS 1862 |
DAY IS DONE, GONE THE SUN,
FROM THE LAKE, FROM THE HILLS,
FROM THE SKY.
ALL IS WELL, SAFELY REST, GOD IS NIGH.
FADING LIGHT, DIMS THE SIGHT,
AND A STAR GEMS THE SKY,
GLEAMING BRIGHT.
FROM AFAR, DRAWING NIGH,
FALLS THE NIGHT.
THANKS AND PRAISE, FOR OUR DAYS,
‘NEATH THE SUN, ‘NEATH THE STARS,
‘NEATH THE SKY.
AS WE GO, THIS WE KNOW,
GOD IS NIGH.
WHILE THE LIGHT, FADES FROM SIGHT,
AND THE STAR’S GLEAMING RAYS
SOFTLY SEND, TO THY HANDS,
WE OUR SOULS, LORD, COMMAND.