1 Glory to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings!
2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
With joy behold the judgment-day.
4 O may my soul in Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep my eyelids close!
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.
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First Line: | Glory to Thee, my God, this night |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Evening |