Indulgent God, whose bounteous Care

O'er all thy Works is shewn,

O grateful let my Praise and Pray'r

Ascend before thy Throne.

What Mercies has this Day bestow'd!

How largely hast thou bless'd!

My Cup with Plenty overflow'd,

And with Content my Breast.

Safe 'midst a thousand latent Snares

Thy careful Hand has led,

And now exempt from anxious Cares,

I press the peaceful Bed.

I fall this Night into thy Arms,

Which I have prov'd so kind;

O keep my Body from all Harms,

And from all Sin my Mind.

Let balmy Slumbers close my Eyes

From Pain and Sickness free;

And let my waking Fancy rise,

To meditate on thee.

So bless, each future Day and Night,

'Till Life's fond Scene is o'er;

And then to Realms of endless Light,

Oh! aid my Soul to soar.