| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Original Hymns.
III. “The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended” | | By John Ellerton (1826–1893) |
| | | 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. | |
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| We thank Thee that Thy Church unsleeping, | 5 |
| While earth rolls onward into light, | |
| Through all the world her watch is keeping, | |
| And rests not now by day or night. | |
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| As o’er each continent and island | |
| The Dawn leads on another day, | 10 |
| The voice of prayer is never silent, | |
| Nor dies the strain of praise away. | |
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| The sun that bids us rest is waking | |
| Our brethren ’neath the Western sky, | |
| And hour by hour fresh lips are making | 15 |
| Thy wondrous doings heard on high. | |
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| So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, | |
| Like earth’s proud empires, pass away; | |
| Thy kingdom stands, and grows for ever, | |
| Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway. | 20 | | | |
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