The Day is Past and Gone

The day is past and gone,

The evening shades appear;

O may we all remember well

The night of death draws near.

We lay our garments by,

Upon our beds to rest;

So death shall soon disrobe us all

Of what is here possessed.

Lord, keep us safe this night,

Secure from all our fears;

May angels guard us while we sleep,

Till morning light appears.