Before the day's last moments fly,
Maker of all, to thee we cry;
Beneath thy kind protection, take
And shield us for thy mercy's sake.

Let no ill dreams our souls alarm,
No pow'rs of night approach to harm;
Defend us from the tempter's art,
And keep us ever pure in heart.

Father of mercies, hear our cry,
O hear, co-equal Son most high
Whom with the Spirit we adore,
One only God for evermore.