267. Osayiotjr of the world forlorn

Osayiotjr of the world forlorn,

This day to save us Thou wast born;

Protect us through the coming night,

And ever save us by Thy might.

Now, Lord, be Thou in mercy nigh,

And spare Thy servants when they cry:

Our sins blot out, our prayers receive,

Thy light throughout our darkness give.

O let not sleep the soul oppress,

Nor secret foe the heart possess;

Our flesh keep chaste, that it may be

A holy temple unto Thee.

To Thee, who makest souls anew,

Our hearts in prayer would humbly sue,

That pure and free from inward stain

We from our beds may rise again.

All praise to God the Father be,

All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee,

Whom with the Spirit we adore

For ever and for evermore. Amen.

St. Steven's gag.