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When evening shadows fall, / She hangs her cares away / Like empty garments on the wall / That hides her from the day; / And while old memories throng, / And vanished voices call, / She lifts her grateful heart in song / When evening shadows fall.
Her weary hands forget / The burdens of the day.
The weight of sorrow and regret / In music rolls away; / And from the day's dull tomb, / That holds her in its thrall, / Her soul springs up in lily bloom / When evening shadows fall.
O weary heart and hand, / Go bravely to the strife -- / No victory is half so grand / As that which conquers life!
One day shall yet be thine -- / The day that waits for all / Whose prayerful eyes are things divine / When evening shadows fall.