1 THROUGH the day Thy love hath spared us,
Now we lay us down to rest;
Through the silent watches guard us,
Let no foe our peace molest:
Jesus, Thou our Guardian be;
Sweet it is to trust in Thee.
2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,
Dwelling in the midst of foes,
Us and ours preserve from dangers:
In Thine arms may we repose;
And when life's short day is past,
Rest with Thee in heaven at last,
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First Line: | Through the day Thy love hath spared us |
Meter: | 8, 7, 7, |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1893 |
Topic: | Evening |
Notes: | Th. Kelly. |