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4 You my blest Guardian whilst I sleep,

Close to my Bed your Vigils keep,

Divine Love into me instill,

Stop all the avenues of ill.

Thought to thought with my Soul converse,

Celestial Joys to me rehearse,

And in my stead all the night long,

Sing to my God a grateful Song.

Praise God from whom all Blessings flow,

Praise Him all Creatures here below,

Praise Him above y' Angelick Host,

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

ORD, now my Sleep does me forsake,

The sole possession of me take,

Let no vain fancy me illude,

No one impure desire intrude.

Blest Angels! while we silent lie,

You Hallelujahs sing on high,

You, ever wakeful near the Throne,

Prostrate, adore the Three in One.

I now awake do with you joyn,

To praise our God in Hymns Divine:

With you in Heav'n I hope to dwell,

And bid the Night and World farewell.

My Soul when I shake off this dust,

Lord, in Thy Ams I will entrust;

O make me Thy peculiar care,

Some heav'nly Mansion me prepare.

Give me a place at Thy Saints feet,

Or some fall'n Angel's vacant seat;

I'll strive to sing as loud as they,

Who sit above in brighter day.