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TAPS
by Rukard Hurd
Day is done, Gone the sun
From the lake, From the hill, From the sky,
All is well, safely rest.
God is nigh.
Fading light, Dims the sight
And a star gems the sky gleaming bright
From afar, Drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
Taps (Day)
*Thanks and Praise,
For our days
'Neath the sun
'Neath the stars,
'Neath the sky.
As we go,
This we know
God is nigh.
Used by permission of Widener University, Chester, Pennsylvania
*Daylight version approved by Lady Baden-Powell, World Chief Guide.
Appeared first in "The Guide" magazine, April 11, 1952.
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