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
Forgive 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
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, praise him all creatures here below
Praise him above angelic host, praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost
From lyrics by Thomas Ken, 17th century
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