The Shadows

The Shadows

Lift the shadows, -oh, the shadows,-
From the weary heart of care;
Let glad sunlight out of heaven,
From thy throne of glory there,
Heavenly Father,
Lift the clouds of shadowy care.

Darkly heave the gloomy shadows
O'er the rugged way of life,
As we struggle onward, weary,
Fainting in the dreadful strife,
Heavenly radiance
Lifts the darksome shades of life.

Lift the shadows, blessed Savior,
From the weary couch of pain.
May thy beams of heavenly sunshine
Bring returning health again.
Star of Bethlehem,
Light the shadowy couch of pain.

Bless the shadows-cooling shadows-
At the hour of burning noon,
When we hail the fleecy curtain,
Thankful for the heavenly boon.
Blessed shadows,
Shutting out the eye of noon.

Welcome, welcome lengthened shadows
Of the hill-tops in the West,
Telling of approaching evening,
When we sons of toil may rest.
Shades of evening,
Lengthening in the golden West.

Bless the sunshine and the shadows,-
Side by side they smiling lay,
Lifting up our gloomy darkness,
Shading us in heat of day.
Evening shadows,
Mingling with the closing day.