Now the Day Is Over

Now the day is over
Night is drawing nigh
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky

Grant to little children
Visions bright of Thee
Guard the sailors tossing
On the deep, blue sea

Through the long night watches
May Thine angels spread
Their white wings above me
Watching 'round my bed

When the morning wakens
Then may I arise
Pure, and fresh, and sinless
In Thy holy eyes
Pure, and fresh, and sinless
In Thy holy eyes

Goodnight, junior