the day thou gavest lord is ended the darkness falls at thy behest to thee our morning hymns ascended thy praise shall sanctify our rest  we thank thee that thy church unsleeping while earth rolls onward into light through all the world her watch is keeping and rests not now by day or night  as oer each continent and island the dawn leads on another day the voice of prayer is never silent nor dies the strain of praise away  the sun that bids us rest is waking our brethren neath the western sky and hour by hour fresh lips are making thy wondrous doings heard on high  so be it lord thy throne shall never like earths proud empires pass away thy kingdom stands and grows for ever till all thy creatures own thy sway 