LYRIC

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1
Now the day is over,
night is drawing nigh,
Shadows of the evening
steal across the sky.

2
Father, give the weary,
calm and sweet repose;
With Thy tenderest blessing
May our eyelids close.

3
Through the long night watches,
may thine angels spread
Their white wings above me,
watching round my bed.

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PETER OGALLO

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