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In the night watches.
Psalm 63:6.
In silence of the voiceless night,
When chased by dreams, the slumbers flee,
Whom, in the darkness, do I seek,
O God, but thee?
2 And if there weigh upon my breast,
Vague memories of the day foregone,
Scarce knowing why, I fly to thee,
And lay them down.
3 Or, if it be the gloom that comes,
In token of impending ill,
My bosom heeds not what it is,
Since ’tis thy will.
4 For, O! in spite of constant care,
Or aught beside, how joyfully
I pass that solitary hour,
My God, with thee!
5 More tranquil than the stilly night,
More peaceful than that voiceless hour,
Supremely blest, my bosom lies
Beneath thy power.
6 For what on earth can I desire,
Of all it hath to offer me?
Or whom in heaven do I seek,
O God, but thee?