Evenfall

 When day is done I steal away
 To fold my hands in rest,
And of my hours this moment grey
 I love the best;
So quietly I sit alone
 And wait for evenfall,
When in the dusk doves sweetly moan
 And crickets call.


With heart of humble gratitude
 How it is good to bide,
And know the joy of solitude
 In eventide!
When one is slow and slips a bit,
 And life begins to pall,
How sweet it is in peace to sit
 At evenfall!

I play upon a simple lute,
 My notes are faint and few,
But ere my melodies be mute,
 Pray one be true.

Lord, let the theme be thankfulness!
 And as I wait my call,
More than noon rapture let me bless
 Life's evenfall!

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