God, that mad­est earth and Heav­en,
Darkness and light!
Who the day for toil hast giv­en,
For rest the night!
May Thine an­gel guards de­fend us,
Slumber sweet Thy mer­cy send us;
Holy dreams and hopes at­tend us,
This live­long night!

When the con­stant sun re­turn­ing
Unseals our eyes,
May we, born anew like morn­ing,
To la­bor rise;
Gird us for the task that calls us,
Let not ease and self en­thrall us,
Strong through Thee what­e’er be­fall us,
O God most wise!

And when morn again shall call us,
To run life’s way,
May we still, what­ev­er be­fall us,
Thy will ob­ey.
From the pow­er of ev­il hide us,
In the nar­row path­way guide us,
Nor Thy smile be ev­er de­nied us
All through the day.

Guard us wak­ing, guard us sleep­ing,
And when we die,
May we in Thy migh­ty keep­ing
All peace­ful lie;
When the last dread call shall wake us,
Do not Thou, our God, for­sake us,
But to reign in glo­ry take us
With Thee on high.