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Much practice had added greatly to the sweetness and flexibility of his voice ; and he rendered perfectly the exquisite melody to which the words were set . Jane listened with an overflowing heart . `` The radiant morn hath passed away , And spent too soon her golden store ; The shadows of departing day Creep on once more . `` Our life is but a fading dawn , Its glorious noon , how quickly past ! Lead us , O Christ , when all is gone , Safe home at last . `` Where saints are clothed in spotless white , And evening shadows never fall ; where Thou , Eternal Light of Light , Art Lord of All . '' The triumphant worship of the last line rang out into the night , and died away .