Now the light has gone away. Savior, listen while I pray.
Begging Thee to watch and keep and to send me quietly to sleep.
Watchful Savior, wash away. All I've been wrong today.
Help me every day to be gentle. Gentle more like Thee.

you will look into the faces of passers by hoping for something that will, for an instant, bring me back to you. you will find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them there will be no answer. always your heart will be aching for me and your mind will give you the doubtful consolation that you did... a brave thing.