1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray;
I am for ever thine;
I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and bus'ness free,
’Tis sweet conversing on my bed
With my own heart and thee.

3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice:
And when my work is done,
Great GOD, my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.

4 Thus, with my tho'ts compos'd to peace
I’ll give mine eyes to sleep;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.