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XV.
Slowly.
hear my prayer, beavenly Father.
THOMAS ADAMS.
Hear my prayer, O heav'nly Fa-ther, Ere I lay me down to sleep; Bid Thine an-gels
pure and ho-ly Round my head their vigil keep. A-men, Amen, A
Though the night be dark and dreary,
H. ELLIOT BUTTON.
LONDON:
NOVELLO AND COMPANY, LIMITED,
PRINTERS.