As darker, darker fall around

From Oremus Hymnal

As darker, darker fall around
the shadows of the night,
we gather here, with hymn and prayer,
to seek the eternal light.

Father in heaven, to thee are known
our many hopes and fears,
our heavy weight of mortal toil,
our bitterness of tears.

We pray thee for all absent friends,
who have been with us here;
and in our secret heart we name
the distant and the dear.

For weary eyes, and aching hearts,
and feet that from thee rove,
the sick, the poor, the tried, the fallen,
we pray thee, God of love.

We bring to thee our hopes and fears,
and at thy footstool lay;
and, Father, thou who lovest all
wilt hear us when we pray.