C.M.
Isaac Watts
And now another day is gone,
I'll sing my Maker's praise,
My comforts every hour make known,
His providence and grace.
I lay my body down to sleep;
May angels guard my head,
And through the hours of darkness keep
Their watch around my bed.
With cheerful heart I close my eyes,
Since thou wilt not remove;
And in the morning let me rise
Rejocing in thy love.