Ere repose our spirits seal :
Sin and want we come confessing ;
Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal.
2 Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrow past us fiy ;
Angel guards from Thee surround us :
We are safe if Thou art nigh.
3 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from Thee ;
Thou art He who, never weary,
Watchest where Thy people be.
4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us,
And our couch become our tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in light and deathless bloom !