All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night (EN 572)

EN 572 All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night

Ps.17.8

Versi Version 1

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.

Teach me to die, that so I may

Rise glorious at the judgment 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 divine with angels sing,

All praise to thee, eternal King?

7

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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