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Him

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When late at night I fall asleep
With all the lights down dim
I let my mind soar up above
Go searching for the one I love

I dream all night of him
I dream all night of Him

He stays with me the whole night through
Through space and time we swim
He loves me in a thousand ways
The nights help me to face the days

I dream all night of him
I dream all night of him

I wait each night for sleep to arrive
The darkness is when I come alive
And in the morning when I wake
The day outside looks grim
I look back on the night that's gone
It gives me strength to carry on

I dream all night of him
I dream all night of him

I never sleep alone for I seem
To have him with me in my dreams
Though every morning when I wake
The day outside looks grim
I look around and then I see
Him laying there; he's next to me

I didn't dream of him
I didn't dream of him 

Dear Lord and Father of Mankind" is a hymn with words taken from a prayer contained in the poem The Brewing of Soma by Quaker poet John Greenleaf Whittier. It is sung to the tune Repton by C. Hubert H. Parry, a composer best known for his setting of William Blake’s poem Jerusalem. The hymn was recently voted second in BBC One show Songs of Praise's poll to find the nation’s favourite hymn.

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Dear Lord and Father of mankind,

Forgive our foolish ways!

Reclothe us in our rightful mind,

In purer lives Thy service find,

In deeper reverence, praise.
 

In simple trust like theirs who heard

Beside the Syrian sea

The gracious calling of the Lord,

Let us, like them, without a word

Rise up and follow Thee.
 

O Sabbath rest by Galilee!

O calm of hills above,

Where Jesus knelt to share with Thee

The silence of eternity

Interpreted by love!
 

With that deep hush subduing all

Our words and works that drown

The tender whisper of Thy call,

As noiseless let Thy blessing fall

As fell Thy manna down.
 

Drop Thy still dews of quietness,

Till all our strivings cease;

Take from our souls the strain and stress,

And let our ordered lives confess

The beauty of Thy peace.
 

Breathe through the heats of our desire

Thy coolness and Thy balm;

Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;

Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,

O still, small voice of calm!