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Day and Night. 285
So shall I find Thee strong to save, When my last bed shall be the grave ; The Grave shall own my Saviour's might, And darkness vanish at Thy sight!
Only my soul must now awake From sleep of sin, for Thy dear sake ! And then my body shall arise From sleep of death to yonder skies,
'Tis there I hope Thy Face to see, The crown of all felicity ; 'Tis there I hope that rest to gain; Which here I seek, but seek in vain.
As endless ages roll along, Endless shall be my grateful song : And Heaven itself shall pass away, Before I cease my vows to pay.
Glory to God, who Israel keeps, Who never slumbers, never sleeps ! Almighty Power no weakness knows ; Unwearied Love asks no repose.
And now, my midnight musings o'er, Thy wonted mercies, Lord, restore : Let sleep again my eyelids fill, And Angels guard my soul from ill.
Praise to the Father, and the Son, And th' Holy Ghost, Bless'd Three in One ! Praise to the Lord, our God, be giv'n By all on earth, by all in heaven !
James Ford. 1856.