|Text:||All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night|
1 All praise to Thee, my God, this night
For all the blessings of the light.
Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings.
2 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.
3 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 the awe-full Day.
4 Oh, may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that may me more vigorous 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 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
|First Line:||All praise to Thee, my God, this night|
|Title:||All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night|
|Author:||Thomas Ken (1695, cento)|
|Topic:||Times and Seasons: Evening|