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O'erwearied and o'erwrought, Bless thee, O God, O Father of th' oppress'd,   With my last waking thought, In the still night!

Yes, e'er I sink to rest, By the fire's dying light, Thou Lord of Earth and Heaven! I bless thee, who hast given Unto life's fainting travellers, the night, The soft, still, holy night!