Text: | All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night |
Author: | Thomas Ken |
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 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;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the judgment day.
4 O then shall I in endless day,
When sleep and death have passed away,
With all Thy saints and angels sing
In endless praise to Thee, my King.
Amen.
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First Line: | All praise to Thee, my God, this night |
Title: | All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night |
Author: | Thomas Ken |
Publication Date: | 1937 |