Save us from the wiles of Satan,
‘Mid the dark and dang’rous night;
Sweetly may our guardian Angels
Keep us ‘neath their watchful sight.
Gentle Jesus, look in pity
From Thy glorious throne above;
All the night Thy heart is wakeful
In Thy Sacrament of love.
Shades of even fast are falling,
Day is fading into gloom;
When the shades of death fall round us,
Lead Thine exiled children home.
Brothers of the Christian Schools, The De La Salle Hymnal (New York: La Salle Bureau, 1913).