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Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.

By II. “Saviour, breathe an evening blessing”

James Edmeston (1791–1867)

SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing,

Ere repose our spirits seal;

Sin and want we come confessing,

Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal;

Though destruction walk around us,

Though the arrow past us fly,

Angel-guards from Thee surround us;

We are safe, if Thou art nigh.

Though the night be dark and dreary,

Darkness cannot hide from Thee;

Thou art HE, who, never weary,

Watchest where Thy people be:

Should swift death this night o’ertake us,

And our couch become our tomb,

May the morn in heaven awake us,

Clad in light and deathless bloom.