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Hirte deiner Schafe.

39

Benjamin Schmolcke, 1715.

Tr. H. Brueckner, 1918.

Shepherd never sleeping,

In Thy gracious keeping

I have been today.

Thou art my Defender,

So in mercy tender

Come and with me stay;

All this night

Keep me in sight,

Send Thine angels to attend me

And protection lend me.

While I lie and slumber,

Let Thine hosts outnumber

All my raging foes.

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Be of grace the Giver,

And Thy child deliver

From guilt’s painful throes.

For Thy Son

My soul hath won;

By His wounds, so sorely stricken,

He my heart doth quicken.

Shield Thou from all danger

Ev’ry lonely stranger

And my dear ones, too.

Tenderly embrace us

And with mercy grace us,

Be our Father true.

Thou with me

And I with Thee,

Thus shall I, mine eyelids closing,

Be in peace reposing.

Close the door behind us,

Let no evil find us,

Keep all ills away.

Be our shield and cover,

Let Thine angels hover

O’er us now, we pray.

By sweet rest

Let us be blest,

Ev’ry fear of Satan’s raging

In our hearts assuaging.

What if death should take me

And no light awake me

From my sleep and rest?

If Thou hast intended

That my life be ended,

Let Thy name be blest;

As for me,

I yield to Thee.

In the wounds of Jesus lying,

I am daily dying.

By no cares encumbered,

Though my hours be numbered,

I now fall asleep.

All to Thee commending

Who Thine hosts are sending

Watch o’er me to keep.

Through the night

Be my delight,

And if I should see the morrow,

Thou wilt cure all sorrow.

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