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Song 26.
An evening song.
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And now another day is gone,
I’ll sing my Maker’s praise!
My comforts every hour make known
His providence and grace.
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But how my childhood runs to waste
My sins how great their sum!
Lord, give me pardon for the past,
And strength for days to come.
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I lay my body down to sleep,
Let angels guard my head;
And, through the hours of darkness, keep
Their watch around my head.
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With cheerful heart I close mine eyes,
Since thou wilt not remove;
And in the morning let me rise
Rejoicing in thy love.
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