Into thy hands, O lord, into thy hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit, into thy hands, O Lord. Except the Lord keep the house the watchman waketh but in vain. The Lord hath poured out upon you the spirit of deep peace: the whole earth is at rest and is quiet. Into thy hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit, into thy hands, O Lord. I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills from whence cometh my help. My help cometh even from the Lord who hath made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved. He that keepeth thee shall not sleep. Behold, he that keepeth thee shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord himself is my keeper, he shall preserve thee from all evil: yea, it is even he that shall keep thy soul from this time forth forevermore: from this time forth forevermore. Into thy hands I commend my spirit, into thy hands, O Lord.
- by Bible or other Sacred Texts , from the Book of Psalms and the Book of Isaiah [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872 - 1958), "Watchful's Song", from Pilgrim's Progress, no. 1. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Barbara Miller
This text was added to the website: 2005-09-02
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Word count: 164