Song of Mother Earth at Even

COOL hands of night, give ease
Unto myself and these
Children of land and seas.
Hushed are they now asleep,
Wakeful I watch and keep,
Close to my heart who weep.

Cool hands of night, assoil
After this day of toil
Us from all sin’s despoil.
After day’s heat and stress
And from all lusts’ duress
Heal us, O night, and bless.

Cool hands of night, who place
Stars’ light in countless space,
Touch thou my heart, my face.
That I may see and know
How those I bear shall grow,
Unto what end we go.

Teach their small hearts that they
Shall know the things of day
Fade and must pass away.
That gain may turn to loss,
That gold may turn to dross,
And Love hang on a cross.

Cool peace of night, mine eyes
Search deep your starry skies
That I may counsel wise
All lives who my life share,
In sorrow, joy, or care,
In travail and despair.

Cool hands of night, give ease
Unto myself and these
Children of land and seas.