Evening Hymn
by Bishop Thomas Ken
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Glory to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O, keep me, King of kings,
Beneath thy 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;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the judgment day.
O, may my soul on thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, –
Sleep, that may 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.
On My Way Home to My Father's House... 
Cindy,I enjoyed reading the words of this poetic hymn. I'm hoping that you are not feeling too stressed about things, and I pray that the Lord will continue to give you the strength you need to face each day refreshed. Take great care.Blessings,-Lady Rose
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