The Day Is Past And Gone

　　The Day Is Past And Gone - Aretha Franklin

　　The day is past and gone

　　The evening shades appear;

　　O may we all remember well

　　The night of death draws near

　　We lay our garments by

　　Upon our beds to rest;

　　So death shall soon disrobe us all

　　Of what is here possessed

　　So death shall soon disrobe us all

　　Of what is here possessed