Stay with us, Lord, the day is travelled far;
we meet thee at its close.
Lord, at our humble table sit and share,
and be, our sweet repose.

Pledge of our hospitality, the bread
is broken by thy hands;
our quaking love, our most confiding dread
beholds and understands.

Food of our souls enlightens and updries
our darkness and our tears;
the breaker and the broken to our eyes
is all, and disappears

We cannot be without thee, Lord, because
the night is perilous;
and anxiously our earthly journey draws
to evening; stay with us.