LOOR A TI MI DIOS EN ESTA NOCHE
Ken Thomas
Loor a ti, mi Dios, en esta noche,
Por todas las bondades de este día,
//¡Oh, guárdame y que tus potentes alas
Sean por siempre la defensa mía!//
De cuantas faltas hoy he cometido,
Perdóname, Señor, por tu Hijo amado,
//Contigo, con el prójimo, conmigo,
Quede antes de dormir reconciliado.//
Enséñame a vivir, que no me espante
La tumba más que el lecho de reposo,
//Enséñame a morir para que pueda,
El día postrero despertar glorioso. //
¡Oh, logre reposar en ti mi alma!
Mis párpados los cierre dulce sueño,
//Sueño que pueda más vigor prestarme,
Para servirte, al despertar, mi dueño. //
ALL PRAISE TO THEE, MY GOD, THIS NIGHT
Ken Thomas
All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light!
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed.
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the judgment day.
O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.
O when shall I, in endless day,
For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns divine with angels sing,
All praise to Thee, eternal King?
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Ken Thomas
Loor a ti, mi Dios, en esta noche,
Por todas las bondades de este día,
//¡Oh, guárdame y que tus potentes alas
Sean por siempre la defensa mía!//
De cuantas faltas hoy he cometido,
Perdóname, Señor, por tu Hijo amado,
//Contigo, con el prójimo, conmigo,
Quede antes de dormir reconciliado.//
Enséñame a vivir, que no me espante
La tumba más que el lecho de reposo,
//Enséñame a morir para que pueda,
El día postrero despertar glorioso. //
¡Oh, logre reposar en ti mi alma!
Mis párpados los cierre dulce sueño,
//Sueño que pueda más vigor prestarme,
Para servirte, al despertar, mi dueño. //
ALL PRAISE TO THEE, MY GOD, THIS NIGHT
Ken Thomas
All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light!
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed.
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the judgment day.
O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.
O when shall I, in endless day,
For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns divine with angels sing,
All praise to Thee, eternal King?
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
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