"Taps"

Day is done, gone the sun

From the lakes,

From the hills, from the sky.

All is well, Safely rest.

God is night,

Fading light, dims the sight

And a star, gems the sky, gleaming bright

From afar, drawing nigh,

Falls the nigh.

Thanks and praise, for our days,

Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky,

As we go, this we know, God is nigh.