I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for Thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety.@Psalm 4:8
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Fanny Crosby
(1820–1915)

Fan­ny Cros­by, The Blind Girl, and Oth­er Poems (New York: Wi­ley & Put­nam, 1844), page 139.

Ab­ends Her­bert S. Oak­eley, 1874 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Herbert S. Oakeley
(1830–1903)

Drawn is the curtain of the night,
Oh! ’tis the sacred hour of rest;
Sweet hour, I hail Thee with delight,
Thrice welcome to my weary breast.

Oh, God to Thee, my fervent prayer,
I offer, kneeling at Thy feet;
Tho’ humbly breathed, oh! deign to hear—
Smile on me from the mercy seat.

While angels round, their watches keep,
Whose harps Thy praise unceasing swell,
I lay me down in peace, and sleep,
For Thou in safety mak’st me dwell.

Drawn is the curtain of the night—
Thou bid’st creation silent be—
And now, with holy, calm delight,
Father, I would commune with Thee.

Shepherd of Israel, deign to keep,
And guard my soul from every ill;
Thus will I lay me down, and sleep,
For Thou in safety mak’st me dwell.