Hear Our Prayer, O Heav’nly Father

Hear my prayer

O heav­en­ly Fa­ther

Ere I lay me down to sleep;

Bid Thine an­gels

pure and ho­ly

Round my bed their vi­gil keep.

Great my sins are

but Thy mer­cy

Far out­weighs them ev­ery one;

Down be­fore the cross I cast them

Trusting in Thy help alone.

Keep me

through this night of pe­ril

Underneath its bound­less shade;

Take me to Thy rest

I pray Thee

When my pil­grim­age is made.

None shall mea­sure out Thy pa­tience

By the span of hu­man thought;

None shall bound the ten­der mer­cies

Which Thy holy Son has wrought.

Pardon all my past trans­gres­sions

Give me strength for days to come

Guide and guard me with Thy bless­ing

Till Thine an­gels bid me home.