1. Softly now the light of day Fades upon our sight away: Free from care, from labor free, Lord we would commune with Thee. 2. Thou, whose all-pervading eye Nought escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin 3. Soon from us the light of day Shall forever pass away; Then, from sin, Lord, to dwell with Thee.