The sun sinking fast,

The daylight dies;

Let love awake and pay

Her evening sacrifice

As Christ upon the cross

His head inclined

And to His Father’s hands

His parting soul resigned:

So now herself my soul

Would wholly give

Into His sacred charge

In whom all spirits live;

So now beneath His eye

Would calmly rest,

Without a wish or thought

Abiding in the breast

Save that His will be done,

Whatever betide;

Dead to herself, and dead

in Him to all beside

Thus would if live: yet now

Not, I, but He

In all His pow’r and love

Henceforth alive in me

One Sacred Trinity,

One Lord Divine,

May I be ever His,

And He for ever mine