Oh Lord, Creator of us all.
Thou Ruler of the heavens,
Who endows the day with sparkling light
And with sweet slumber robes the night
When bodies rest from anxious toil,
Regaining strength to till the soil.
From weary souls Thou tamest grief.
From anguish doesn’t Thou grant relief.
-Ambrosius, 300AD
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