All Praise to Thee My God This Night Songtext
von Wendell Kimbrough

All praise 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


O may my soul on Thee repose
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake

Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the judgment day

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow
Praise Him, all creatures here below
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Amen