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Christ in Song 557

Evening Blessing

Words: T. KenMusic: T. Tallis

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1Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath thy own almighty wings.

2Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

3Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this vile body may Rise glorious at the judgment day.

4O may my soul on thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep that may me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake.

5Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Words
T. Ken

The verse

Meter
16.16
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 46% of beats fit
Rhyme
AB
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Verse 1

Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light;/˘˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘˘˘/16A
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath thy own almighty wings./˘˘/˘/˘/˘///˘/˘/16B

Verse 2

Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done;˘/˘/˘///˘/˘˘˘/˘/16A
That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.˘˘˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/˘˘16B

Verse 3

Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed;/˘˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘˘/16A
To die, that this vile body may Rise glorious at the judgment day.˘/˘˘//˘˘//˘˘˘˘/˘/17B

Verse 4

O may my soul on thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘//////16A
Sleep that may me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake./˘˘˘//˘˘/˘/˘//˘˘/17B

Verse 5

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below;//˘˘//˘//˘//˘/˘/16A
Praise him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost./˘˘///˘˘///˘/˘/˘/17B

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.