1 Now to gain a night's repose,
I mine eyes in sleep must close;
Father, let Thine eyes divine
Watch above this bed of mine.

2 Should I, Lord, have gone astray
From Thy ways this closing day,
Of Thy grace let me partake,
Pardon me for Jesus' sake.

3 Let my dear ones rest in Thee,
Keeping them from trouble free;
Let all people, small and large,
Be committed to Thy charge.

4 Unto every wounded soul
Send Thy peace to make it whole;
While night's shadows round us fall,
God in heaven, guard us all.