~Day Is Dying In The West~Goodnight, Dear God!
My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: He that keepeth thee will not slumber. Psalm 121:2-3
The sun has gone down from the sky, And peace of night is drawing nigh. I pray, dear God, my soul You'll keep, While in Your loving arms I sleep.
Forgive the things I did today, When from Your glorious path I'd stray. And as I slumber through the night, Please take my hand and hold it tight.
And when I awake to a bright new morn, Restored, refreshed, renewed, reborn, I'll try again, dear God, to be The person You would hope for me.
~ Author Unknown ~

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