49. Savior, Breathe an Evening Blessing

1 Savior, breathe an evening blessing, Ere repose our spirits seal; Sin and want we come confessing; Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal. 2 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from Thee; Thou art He who, never weary, Watchest where Thy people be. 3 Though destruction walk around us. Though the arrow past us fly, Angel guards from Thee Surround us, We are safe if Thou art nigh. 4 Should swift death this night o’re-take us, And our couch become our tomb, May the morn of glory wake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom.