 | George Dawson - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 552
...traveller on his way must press, No gleam to watch on tree and tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near : Oh ! may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 552
...traveller on his way must press ; No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whistling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near : Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works... | |
 | Edmund Field - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 64
...His blessing give, Man to God devoted live ; All below, and all above, One in joy and light and love. SUN of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night...sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without... | |
 | William Garland Barrett - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 84
...increased. I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep ; for thou Lord only makest me dwell in safety. HYMN. Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear ! It is not night,...servant's eyes. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast.... | |
 | Chandler Robbins - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...our wistful gaze ; Yon mantling cloud has hid from sight The last faint pulse of quivering light. a Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear ! It is not night,...cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 3 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet... | |
 | Christian week - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 78
...Thee we cannot live ; Abide with us when night is nigh, For without Thee we dare not die. Sun of the soul, Thou SAVIOUR dear, It is not night if Thou be...may no earth-born cloud arise, To hide Thee from Thy servants' eyes. Praise GOD, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below ; Praise... | |
 | Book - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 212
...clay, Who dost th' immortal soul defend, Be with us, Savior, to the end. 245. of my soul ! Thou Savior dear, It is not night if Thou be near : O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyea. Abide with us from morn till eve, For without Thee we cannot live ; Abide with us when night... | |
 | 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 778
...all the flowers of life unfold ; — Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern I When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought — how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast I Abide with me from morn till eve, For... | |
 | 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 152
...breathings of eternity ! God of life the Guard and Giver, Blessed be thy Name for ever ! J 151. LM SUN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes ! Abide with me from morn... | |
 | Cyclopaedia, Henry Gardiner Adams - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 762
...pilgrims freed from toil are blest ; Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd fly to thee and be at rest. Kelly. Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near: Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. Abide with me from morn till... | |
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When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 
