Hymn 7.
L. M.
“Glory to thee, my God, this night.”
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!
2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself and thee,