When the shadows of evening are falling
And the world is preparing for sleep
When the birds to their wee ones are calling
And the stars are beginning to peep

A peace steals into my heart
Which no one and nothing can break
And I from my old sorrows part
Till the morrow begins to awake.

O night, how I love and adore thee
Why dost thou so short a time stay
My sorrows come crowding back o'er me
When the shades of the night pass away.

I hope I may die in the darkness
When the world is so quiet and still
And my soul pass away with the shadows
Ere the sun rises over the hill.