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Sleep

Sleep

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In the night of weariness 

let me give myself up to sleep without struggle, 

resting my trust upon thee. 

Let me not force my flagging spirit into a poor preparation for thy worship. 

It is thou who drawest the veil of night upon the tired eyes of the day 

to renew its sight in a fresher gladness of awakening.


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