Behold, evening's bright star,
Like a door left ajar
In God's mansion afar,
Over the mountain's crest
Throws a beautiful ray,—
A sweet kiss to the day
As he sinks to his rest.

Behold, evening's bright star,
Like a door left ajar
In God's mansion afar,
Over the mountain's crest
Throws a beautiful ray,—
A sweet kiss to the day
As he sinks to his rest.