The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear; O may we all remember well The night of death draws near. We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest; So death shall soon disrobe us all Of what is here possessed. Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears.
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