The Hymnal ‎#17

17. All praise to Thee, my God, this night

1. All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thy 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;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.

4. O may my soul on thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.

5. When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.

6. O when shall I, in endless day,
For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns with the supernal choir,
Incessant sing, and never tire!

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: All praise to Thee, my God, this night
• Author: Bishop Thomas Ken (1693 (text of 1709))
• Publication Date: 1895

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