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Once more 'tis eventide, and we,
Oppressed with various ills, draw near;
For some are sick, and some are sad;
Yet from the world they break not free;
For none are wholly free from sin;
Are conscious most of wrong within.
Holy Father, Cheer Our Way
CLEMENT COTTERILL SCHOLEFIBLD
1. Ho - ly Fa - ther, cheer our way With Thy love's per - pet - ual ray;
The day is done, its hours have run,
And Thou hast taken count of all,
True absolution and release,
With purity and inward peace.