Now the day is over
　　Night is drawing nigh
　　Shadows of the evening
　　Steal across the sky
　　
　　Give to little children
　　Visions sweet of thee
　　Guard the sailors tossing
　　On the deep blue sea
　　
　　When the morning wakens
　　Then may i arise
　　Fresh and pure and sinless
　　In thy holy eyes