And Now the Sun's Declining Rays

And now the sun's declining rays
Towards the eye decend;
E'en so our years are sinking down
To their appointed end.

Lord, on the cross Thine arms were stretched
To draw us to the sky;
O grant us then that cross to love,
And in those arms to die.

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,
All glory be from saints on earth,
And from the angel host.

MIDI sequence copyright © 2003 Brian M. Ames.