Sleep Concecration
I LIE down to-night
With fair Mary and with her Son,
With pure-white Michael,
And with Bride beneath her mantle.
I lie down with God,
And God will lie down with me,
I will not lie down with Satan,
Nor shall Satan lie down with me.
O God of the poor,
Help me this night,
Omit me not entirely
From Thy treasure-house.
For the many wounds
That I inflicted on Thee,
I cannot this night
Enumerate them.
Thou King of the blood of truth,
Do not forget me in Thy dwelling-place,
Do not exact from me for my transgressions,
Do not omit me in Thine ingathering.
In Thine ingathering.
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