Scripture Verse

You will not fear the terror of night. Psalm 91:5


John B. Dykes (1823–1876)

Words: Fran­cis Stan­field, in Can­ti­ca Sac­ra, ed­it­ed by John H. Cor­nell (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Pat­rick Do­na­hoe, 1865), page 103.

Music: St. Syl­ves­ter John B. Dykes, 1862 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Stan­field (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Hear Thy child­ren, gen­tle Je­sus,
While we breathe our ev­en­ing pray­er;
Save us from all harm and dan­ger,
Take us ’neath Thy shel­ter­ing care.

Save us from the wiles of Sa­tan,
’Mid the lone and sleep­ful night
Sweetly may our guard­ian an­gels
Keep us ’neath their watch­ful sight.

Gentle Je­sus, look in pi­ty
From Thy glo­ri­ous throne above:
All the night Thy care is wake­ful
In Thy sac­ra­ment of love.

Shades of ev­en fast are fall­ing,
Day is fad­ing into gloom;
When the shades of death fall round us,
Lead Thy ex­iled child­ren home.