Draw near, Almighty Father,
Ne'er seen by mortal eye;
Come, O Thou Word eternal,
O Spirit blest, be nigh.
One light of threefold Godhead,
One power that all transcends;
God is of God begotten,
And God from both descends.
The hour of rest approaches,
The toils of day are past,
And o'er our tired bodies
Sleep's gentle