Good-night! Be thy cares forgotten quite! Day approaches to its close; Weary nature seeks repose. Till the morning dawns in light, Good-night! Go to rest! Close thine eyes in slumber blest! Now 'tis still and quiet all; Hear we but the watchman's call, And the night is still and blest. Go to rest! Good-night! Slumber till the morning light! Slumber till the dawn of day Brings its sorrow with its ray. Sleep without or fear or fright! Our Father wakes! good-night! good-night! |