A Pocket Hymn Book ‎#CCXXI

CCXXI. All praise to him who dwells in bliss

1 All praise to him who dwells in bliss,
Who made both day and night;
Whose throne is darkness, in th' abyss,
Of uncreated light.

2 Each thought and deed his piercing eyes
With strictest search survey:
The deepest shades no more disguise
Than the full blaze of day.

3 Whom thou dost guard, O King of Kings,
No evil shall molest:
Under the shadow of thy wings,
Shall they securely rest.

4 Thy angels shall around their beds
Their constant stations keep:
Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads,
For thou dost never sleep.

5 May we with calm and sweet repose,
And heavenly thoughts refresh'd,
Our eye-lids with the morn's unclose,
And bless thee, ever-bless'd!

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• First Line: All praise to him who dwells in bliss
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: Praise: An Evening Hymn

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