1 When on my day of life the night is falling, And in the winds from unsunned spaces blown I hear far voices out of darkness calling My feet to paths unknown-- 2 Thou, who hast made my home of life so pleasant, Leave not its tenant when its walls decay; O Love Divine, O Helper ever present, Be Thou my strength and stay! 3 Be near me when all else is from me drifting Earth, sky, home's pictures, days of shade and shine, And kindly faces to my own uplifting The love which answers mine. 4 I have but Thee, my Father! let Thy Spirit Be with me then to comfort and uphold; No gate of pearl, no branch of palm I merit, Nor street of shining gold. 5 Suffice it if my good and ill unreckoned, And both forgiven through Thy abounding grace I find myself by hands familiar beckoned Unto my fitting place. 6 Some humble door among Thy many mansions, Some sheltering shade where sin and striving cease, And flows for ever through heaven's green expansions The river of Thy peace. 7 There from the music round about me stealing I fain would learn the new and holy song. And find at last, beneath Thy trees of healing, The life for which I long.