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Bleib, liebster Jesu, weil die Nacht Das Tageslicht verjagt, Damit des Satans List und Macht Nicht meine Seele plagt! Laß mit dem hingeschwundnen Licht Die Gnade nicht vergehn, Und wenn dem Geiste Kraft gebricht, So hilf mir doch bestehn! Denk nicht an meine Sündenschuld, Dadurch ich dich betrübt; Denk, wie du mich mit großer Huld Am Kreuzesstamm geliebt! Ach Vater, nimm dein armes Kind In deinen Gnadenschoß; Wenn finstre Sorgen um mich sind, So mach mich sorgenlos! Wenn ich wie tot entschlafen bin, So wach und laß mich nicht Und fülle meinen müden Sinn Im Traum mit deinem Licht! Wenn mir's kann irgend nützlich sein, So laß, o Herr, geschehn, Daß ich der Sonne goldnen Schein Mag freudig wieder sehn! Soll aber, eh' die Nacht verschwindt, Mein Leben untergehn, So laß mich als ein Himmelskind Vor deinem Throne stehn!
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with Albert Knapps Evangelischer Liederschatz für Kirche, Schule und Haus. Eine Sammlung geistlicher Lieder aus allen christlichen Jahrhunderten, In vierter Ausgabe neu bearbeitet und bis auf die Gegenwart fortgeführt von Joseph Knapp, Stuttgart: Verlag der J.G. Cotta'shen Buchhandlung, 1891, page 1046.
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Abide, dearest Jesus, because the night Is banishing the light of day, So that Satan's cunning and power Does not plague my soul! Let not your mercy fade away With the disappearing light, And when my spirit lacks strength, Help me to remain steadfast all the same! Think not of the weight of my sins Through which I have saddened Thee; Think how with great grace Thou didst love me when Thou wast upon the cross! Ah Father, take Thy poor child Into the bosom of Thy mercy; When I am surrounded by darksome tribulations, Then make me free of cares! When I have fallen asleep as if dead, Then keep watch and do not leave me And in my dreams fill my weary spirit With Thy light! If it can in any way be useful to me, Then, Lord, let it happen That I may joyfully see again The golden radiance of the sun! But if, before the night is gone, My life must end, Then let me as a child of Heaven Stand before Thy throne!
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