ETERNAL glory, Lord, be thine,
For ev'ry blessing I have known:
May grateful songs of praise be mine,
And may those songs ascend thy throne!

My heavy eyes in sleep I'll close,
Secure in thy almighty care;
And bid my weary limbs repose,
Confiding still that thou art near!

Then when the sleep of death shall come,
With faith and hope let me obey
That pow'r which calls me to the tomb,
Expectant of eternal day!