Wednesday ~ January 22, 2020

Day is done, gone the sun,
From the hills, from the lake,
From the skies.
All is well, safely rest.
God is nigh.
Fades the light; And afar
Goeth day, and the stars
Shineth bright.
Fare thee well; day has gone.
Night is on.
Thanks and praise, For our days,
"Neath the sun, Neath the stars,
'Neath the sky,
As we go, this we know,
God is nigh.

("Taps," arranged in 1862 by Daniel Butterfield)