All praise to thee, my God, this night
From Oremus Hymnal
All praise 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 aweful day.1
O may 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.
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.
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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Historical Notes
Author
Thomas Ken (1637-1711NS)
Meter
Sound Files
Tallis' Canon, Keble, [http://www.oremus.org/hymnal/mid/hesperus.mid Hesperus
Other Comments
1Alternate versions of the last two lines of verse 3:
that with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
or
teach me to die, that so I may
rise glorious at the awesome Day.
Sources
Hymnal, Number, Tune(s)
Categories: Texts | Thomas Ken | LM
