GLORY to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light: Keep me,...

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 may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, Sleep that may me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake.

If 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.

My soul, when I shake off this dust, Lord, in thy arms I will entrust; O make me thy peculiar care, Some mansion for my soul prepare!

O may I always ready stand, With my lamp burning in my hand; May I in sight of heaven rejoice, Whene'er I hear the Bridegroom's voice!

All praise to thee in light arrayed, Who light thy dwelling-place hast made; A boundless ocean of bright beams From thy all-glorious Godhead streams.

The sun in its meridian height Is very darkness in thy sight; My soul O lighten and inflame, With thought and love of thy great name.

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.