G Knowles - Gorton (Glory to thee, my God, this night) - текст песни (слова)

Glory to thee, my God, this night,
 for all the blessings of the light:
 keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
 beneath thine own almighty wings.
 
 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 awful day.
 
 O may my soul on thee repose,
 and with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
 sleep that shall me more vigorous make
 to serve my God when I awake.
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
 praise him, all creatures here below;
 praise him above, ye heavenly host:
 praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.