Ruler of the dread im­mense!
Maker of this migh­ty frame!
Whose eter­nal pro­vi­dence
Governs and up­holds the same!

Low be­fore Thy face we bend;
Hear our sup­pli­cat­ing cries;
And Thy light eter­nal send,
With the fresh­ly dawn­ing skies.

King of kings! and Lord most high !
This of Thy dear love we pray—
May Thy guard­ian an­gel nigh
Keep us from all sin this day.

May he crush the dead­ly wiles
Of the en­vi­ous Ser­pent’s art,
Ever spread­ing cun­ning toils
Round about the thought­less heart.

May he scat­ter ruth­less war,
Ere to this our shore it come;
Plague and fa­mine drive afar;
Fix se­cure­ly peace at home.

Father, Son, and Ho­ly Ghost,
Everlasting Tri­ni­ty!
Guard, by Thy an­gel­ic host,
Us, who put our trust in Thee.