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