951. S. M. Anonymous. Evening Hymn.

1 The day is past and gone;
The evening shades appear;
O, may we all remember well
The night of death draws near!

2 We lay our garments by,
Upon our beds to rest;
So death shall soon disrobe us all
Of what is here possessed.

3 Lord, keep us safe this night,
Secure from all our fears;
May angels guard us, while we sleep,
Till morning light appears!