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Hymn 7.

L. M.

Glory to thee, my God, this night.

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

Rise glorious at the awful day.

O let my soul on thee repose!

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;

Sleep that shall me more vigorous make

To serve my God when I awake.

If 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.

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.

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