The Day is Past and Gone

1

The day is past and gone,

The evening shades appear;

O may we all remember well

The night of death draws near.

2

We lay our garments by,

Upon our beds to rest;

So death shall soon disrobe us all

Of what is here possessed.

3

Lord, keep us safe this night,

Secure from all our fears;

May angels guard us while we sleep,

Till morning light appears.

hear Aunt Molly Jackson sing it

Fill the World with People?

Does God want the world filled with human beings? Thinking about what C.S. Lewis said (in Screwtape Letters, one demon to another) "One must face the fact that all the talk about His love for men, and His service being perfect freedom, is not (as one would gladly believe) mere propaganda, but an appalling truth. He really does want to fill the universe with a lot of loathsome little replicas of Himself..."