when the light are low,
and the fliking shadows
softly come and go.
Tho' the heart grows weary
and the day is long,
still to us at twilight
comes love's old song,
comes love's old sweet song.
New Stanzas:
2. There's a song at twilight
sung by birds unseen,
and their wings a'flutter
catch the last light gleam!
And our hand, she tremble,
oh so weak, unsure--
now that Day draws nearer
comes Love's old song,
comes Love's old sweet song.
3. There's a song at twilight
which dear Jesus breathed
way up on His cross
while the earth lay grieved.
Strange, the strength His dyin'
imparts our heart!
Still to us at twilight
comes Love's old song,
comes Love's old sweet song.