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
Triumphing rise at the last day.
O may my soul on thee repose,
And may with sweet sleep mine eyelids
Sleep that may me more vigorous make,
To serve my God, when I awake.
If in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heav’nly thoughts
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.
Praise God, from whom all blessings
Truthful lips and meek obedience
Show Thy glory in Thine own.
Day by day we magnify Thee,
When for Jesus’ sake we try
Every wrong to bear with patience,
Every sin to mortify.
Day by day we magnify thee,
Till our days on earth shall cease,
Till we rest from these our labours,
Waiting for thy day in peace.