Text: | Glory to thee, my God this night |
Author: | Bishop Kenn |
1 Glory to thee, my God this night,
For all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under thy own Almighty wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ills that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself and thee
I, e're I sleep at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, so I may dread,
The Grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may,
Triumphant rise on the last day.
4 O may my soul on thee repose,
And with sweet sleep my eye-lids close;
Sleep, that ay e more vig'rous make,
To serve my God when I awake.
6 Let my blest guardian whilst I sleep,
Close to my bed his vigils keep;
Divine love into me instill,
Stop all the avenues of ill.
7 Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise him all creatures here below,
Praise him above ye Ang'lic Host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Glory to thee, my God this night |
Author: | Bishop Kenn |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1816 |
Topic: | Evening hymns |
Notes: | Public Domain. |