WHEN the day of toil is done
1 WHEN the day of toil is done,
When the race of life is run,
Father, grant Thy wearied one
Rest for evermore.
2 When the strife of sin is stilled,
When the foe within is killed,
Be Thy gracious word fulfilled,--
"Peace for evermore."
3 When the darkness melts away
At the breaking of the day,
Bid us hail the cheering ray,--
Light for evermore.
4 When the heart by sorrow tried
Feels at length its throbs subside,
Bring us, where all tears are dried,
Joy for evermore.
5 When for vanished days we yearn,
Days that never can return,
Teach us in Thy love to learn
Love for evermore.
6 When the breath of life is flown,
When the grave must claim its own,
Lord of life, be ours Thy crown,--
Life for evermore.