The Day Thou Gavest - The Choirgirl Isabel

The day Thou gavest Lord is ended

The darkness falls at Thy behest;

To Thee our morning hymns ascended

Thy praise shall sanctify our rest

We thank Thee that Thy church unsleeping

While earth rolls onward into light

Through all the world her watch is keeping

And rests not now by day or night

As o'er each continent and island

The dawn leads on another day

The voice of prayer is never silent

Nor dies the strain of praise away

The sun that bids us rest is waking

Our brethren 'neath the western sky

And hour by hour fresh lips are making

Thy wondrous doings heard on high

So be it Lord; Thy throne shall never

Like earth's proud empires pass away:

Thy kingdom stands and grows forever

Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway