Poems for Children Sigourney/Thoughts at Sun-set

by Lydia Sigourney

Thoughts at Sun-set.

The sun hath gone to rest,
    The bee forsakes the flower,
The bird doth hasten to its nest
    Within the leafy bower.

Where have I been this day?
    Into what follies run?
Forgive me, Father, when I pray
    Through Jesus Christ, thy Son.

When all my days are o'er,
    And in the tomb I rest,
Oh, may my happy spirit soar
    Up to a Saviour's breast.