When day's shadows lengthen
Jesus, be Thou near
Pardon, comfort, strengthen
Chase away my fear
Love and hope be deepened
Faith, more strong and clear
When the night grows darkest
And the stars are pale
When the foemen gather
In death's misty vale
Be Thou Sword and Buckler
Be Thou Shield and Mail
So no fears shall chill me
On that unknown shore
For in death He conquered
And can die no more
His had guards and guides me
To the heav'nly door
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Blessed warfare over
Endless rest alone
Tears no more, nor sorrow
Neither sign nor moan
But a song of triumph
Round about the throne
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