Lord, Thou Wilt Hear Me When I Pray

Lord

Thou wilt hear me when I pray;

I am for­ev­er Thine:

I fear be­fore Thee all the day

Nor would I dare to sin.

And while I rest my wea­ry head

From cares and bu­si­ness free

’Tis sweet con­vers­ing on my bed

With my own heart and Thee.

I pay this ev­en­ing sac­ri­fice:

And when my work is done

Great God

my faith and hope re­lies

Upon Thy grace alone.

Thus

with my thoughts com­posed to peace

I’ll give mine eyes to sleep;

Thy hand in safe­ty keeps my days

And will my slum­bers keep.