All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under Thine own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ills 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 awesome day.
O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close—
Sleep, that may me more vig’rous make,
To serve my God, when I awake.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;Thomas Ken
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Copied from my grandmother’s hymnal, Hymn Book, Methodist Episcopal Church, South: Nashville, TN, 1901, Hymn #800.
Note: The hymns in this hymnal are not titled. So when I do not know the hymn, I make up a title or simply use the first line.
Photo taken in Milton, FL, 2018