EN 567 When the Day of Toil Is Done
Ps.16.11
Versi Version 1
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When the day of toil is done,
When the race of life is run,
Father, grant Thy wearied one
Rest forevermore.
2
When the strife of sin is stilled,
When the foe within is killed,
Be Thy gracious Word fulfilled:
Peace forevermore.
3
When the darkness melts away
At the breaking of the day,
Bid us hail the cheering ray:
Light forevermore.
4
When the heart by sorrow tried,
Feels at length its throbs subside,
Bring us, where all tears are dried,
Joy forevermore.
5
When for vanished days we yearn,
Days that never can return,
Teach us in Thy love to learn
Love forevermore.
6
When the breath of life is flown,
When the grave must claim its own,
Lord of life, be ours Thy crown,
Life forevermore.

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