Text 1Now all the woods are sleeping,And night and stillness creepingO’er city, man, and beast;But thou, my heart, awake thee,To pray’r awhile be take thee,And praise thy Maker ere thou rest. 2My Jesus, stay Thou by me,And let no foe come nigh me,Safe sheltered by Thy wing;But would the foe alarm me,O let him never…
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Text 1Blessed Jesus, at Thy word,We have gathered all to hear Thee;By Thy word our hearts were stirred,Now to seek and love and fear Thee.By Thy teachings sweet and holy,Let us learn to love Thee solely. 2All our knowledge, sense, and sight,Lie in deepest darkness shrouded;Till Thy Spirit breaks our night,With His beams of truth…