Sundown
When the wounded in hospital came to die, said a British officer,
their last request in many cases was for the prayer,
"Now I lay me down to sleep."
When my sun of life is low,
When the dewy shadows creep,
Say for me before I go,
“Now I lay me down to sleep.”
I am at the journey's end,
I have sown and I must reap;
There are no more ways to mend-
Now I lay me down to sleep.
Nothing more to doubt or dare,
Nothing more to give or keep;
Say for me the children's prayer,
“Now I lay me down to sleep.”
Who has learned along the way-
Primrose path or stony steep-
More of wisdom than to say,
“Now I lay me down to sleep.”
What have you more wise to tell
When the shadows round me creep?…
All is over, all is well!
Now I lay me down to sleep.
by
Bert Leston Taylor