Through visions of the night and toils of day,
Let no temptation's power my purpose sway;
But grant, dear Lord, Thy love's unchanging might,
To keep my trembling faith and purpose bright.

Be hand and heart alert to do Thy will,
Not with impatient haste, but calm and still;
Thus when the long day's work for Thee is done,
My waiting soul shall fear no setting sun.

At last, when softly fall the shadows deep,
And sinks th' o'er weary brain to quiet sleep,
From every anxious care and burden free,
Let me for evermore abide with Thee.

Frederic R. Marvin