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EVENSONG, by            
First Line: Tis evensong, and in the tree-tops high
Last Line: We wait, to sing the evensong above.
Subject(s): Day; Light

'Tis evensong, and in the tree-tops high
The birds are warbling their last good bye
To winged day, as slowly dips the sun
Low in the west; the twilight hour is come.

Sweet are the notes thus piped at eventide
To listening hearts that rest, work laid aside
Until another day shall bid us rise
To welcome once again the smiling skies.

'Tis evensong re-echoed in each heart,
That calls us now to come from earth apart
To meet with Him, who taught the birds to sing,
Who also teaches us His praise to bring.

At eventide, before we rest in sleep,
To seek forgiveness kneeling at His feet,
Waiting, and longing there, as fades the light
For songs that He will give us in the night.

Blest evensong of life, when sinks life's sun,
When we at last shall rest, our work all done,
As safe within the harbor of His love
We wait, to sing the evensong above.

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