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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 Thy judgment day.
O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close; |
Sleep that may me more vig'rous 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 with the supernal choir
Incessant sing, and never tire.
Bishop Thomas Ken, 1693 (text of 1709) |
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2 May struggling hearts, that seek release, 1 Here find the rest of God's own peace;
And, strengthened here by hymn and prayer, 1 Lay down the burden and the care.
13 O God our Light, to Thee we bow; Within all shadows standest Thou: |
Give deeper calm than night can bring, Give sweeter songs than life can sing.
Life's tumult we must meet again,
We cannot at the shrine remain;
But in the spirit's secret cell,
May hymn and prayer for ever dwell. Rev. Samuel Longfellow, 1859 |
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