Through the day thy love hath spared us,
Wearied, we lie down to rest;
Through the silent watches guard us,
Let no foe our peace molest.
Father! thou our guardian be;
Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2 Wandering in the land of strangers,
Dwelling in the midst of foes,
Us and ours preserve from dangers:
In thy love we all repose.