Grass of Evening



Lying in the grass of evening
Emerald shone into my eyes
As I woke to find my Lord beside me
Sprinkling moonlight on the skies.


His snow-white hand was soft and gentle
And, gathered in his palm so dear
Were all my ,loved ones, gone before me
And so I knew my time was near.


I thought, at first, I must be dreaming
So lovely were his kind, sad eyes
But then I saw my Father calling,
Smiling, from the night-time skies.


As all the hosts that sing in heaven
All the stars that shine in sky
Gathered in the vault of evening

To see their master passing by.