AND now another day is gone, I'll sing my Maker's praise; My comforts every hour make known His providence and grace. . . . . I lay my body down to sleep; Let angels guard my head, And through the hours of darkness keep Their watch around my bed. With cheerful heart I close my eyes, Since thou wilt not remove; And in the morning let me rise Rejoicing in thy love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE MEN OF KENT by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE JEWISH MARTYRS by W. V. B. CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 5. OF TEMPERANCE by WILLIAM BASSE INVITATION TO PETERHEAD by JAMES HAY BEATTIE TO S-----D (1) by WILLIAM BLAKE CHINESE PICTURE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |