Poem: "Tarry with me" by unknown

Tarry with me, O my Savior, for the day is passing by; See!

The Shades of evening gather; and the night is drawing nigh.

Deeper, deeper grows the shadows, paler now the glowing west;

Swift the night of death advances, shall it be the night of rest?

Lonely seems to vale of shadow, sinks my hear with troubled fear;

Give me faith for clearer vision, Speak, O lord, in words of cheer.

Let me hear your voice behind me, calming all these wild alarms,

Let me underneath my weakness, feel the everlasting arms.

Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord I cast myself on thee;

Tarry with me through the darkness, while I sleep, still watch by me.

Tarry with me, O my Savior, Lay my head upon your breast;

Till the morning, then awake me – morning of Eternal rest.