1 Drawn is the curtain of the night,
Oh! ’tis the sacred hour of rest;
Sweet hour, I hail Thee with delight,
Thrice welcome to my weary breast.

2 Oh, God to Thee, my fervent prayer,
I offer, kneeling at Thy feet;
Tho’ humbly breathed, oh! deign to hear—
Smile on me from the mercy seat.

3 While angels round, their watches keep,
Whose harps Thy praise unceasing swell,
"I lay me down in peace, and sleep,"
For Thou in safety mak’st me dwell.

4 Drawn is the curtain of the night—
Thou bid’st creation silent be—
And now, with holy, calm delight,
Father, I would commune with Thee.

5 Shepherd of Israel, deign to keep,
And guard my soul from every ill;
Thus will I lay me down, and sleep,
For Thou in safety mak’st me dwell.