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O God, whose daylight leadeth down / Into the sunless way, / Who with restoring sleep dost crown / The labour of the day!
What I have done, Lord, make it clean / With thy forgiveness dear; / That so to-day what might have been, / To-morrow may appear.
And when my thought is all astray, / Yet think thou on in me; / That with the new-born innocent day / My soul rise fresh and free.
Nor let me wander all in vain / Through dreams that mock and flee; / But even in visions of the brain, / Go wandering toward thee.