Glory To Thee My God This Night

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. 

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. 

Teach me to live, that I may dread 
the grave as little as my bed; 
teach me to die, that so I may 
rise glorious at the awful day. 

O may my soul on thee repose, 
and with sweet sleep mine eyelids close; 
sleep that shall me more vigorous make 
to serve my God when I awake. 

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. 

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
praise him, all creatures here below; 
praise him above, ye heavenly host: 
praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 


                

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