Now Rest Beneath Night’s Shadow

Now rest be­neath night’s sha­dow

The wood­land

field

and mea­dow

The world in slum­ber lies;

But Thou

my heart

awake thee

To pray­er and song be­take thee;

Let praise to thy cre­at­or rise.

The ra­di­ant sun hath van­ished

His gold­en rays are ban­ished

By night

the foe of day;

But Christ

the sun of glad­ness

Dispelling all my sad­ness

Within my heart holds con­stant sway.

The rule of day is ov­er

And shin­ing jew­els cov­er

The heav­en’s bound­less blue.

Thus I shall shine in Heav­en

Where crowns of gold are giv­en

To all who faith­ful prove and true.

To rest my bo­dy hast­eth

Aside its gar­ments cast­eth

Types of mor­tal­ity;

These I put off and pon­der

How Christ will give me yon­der

A robe of glo­ri­ous ma­jes­ty.

Lord Je­sus

who dost love me

Oh

spread Thy wings above me

And shield me from alarm!

Though ev­il would as­sail me

Thy mer­cy will not fail me:

I rest in Thy pro­tect­ing arm.

My loved ones

rest se­cure­ly

For God this night will sure­ly

From per­il guard your heads.

Sweet slum­bers may He send you

And bid His hosts at­tend you

And through the night watch o’er your beds.