 | John Cumming - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 674
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I cannot die ! XIII. Intercession. [PLEYEL.] Amid the howling, wintry sea, We are in port, if we have... | |
 | West Church (Boston, Mass.) - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 558
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 5 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take Till in the ocean of thy... | |
 | William Adams - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 426
...from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.— Ptalm cxxi. 1, 2. THE «!re Distent 3Mlk CHAPTER I. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. IT was a dreary night, and the wind moaned among the trees of a vast and gloomy forest; dark wintry... | |
 | 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 550
...wearied eye-lids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live. Abide with me when night draws nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the... | |
 | Henrietta Louisa Lear - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...(the parting gift to her mother from her pastor), which had always been great favorites with Becca : " Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die" she was sinking off into a dreamy state, in which she fancied herself and Bryan little children again,... | |
 | Lewis Macnaughten Humbert - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 72
...Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn to eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine, Have spurn'd, to day, the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 172
...Be my last thought, how sweet to rest, For ever on my Saviour's breast. 2 Abide with me from morn to eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 3 Sun of my soul I Thou Saviour dear, It is not night when Thou art near; Oh ! may no earth-born cloud... | |
 | 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 496
...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 Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine ; Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | John Greenleaf Adams, Edwin Hubbell Chapin - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 638
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 949. 7S. M. DODDRIDGE. Evening Hymn. 1 INTERVAL of grateful shade, Welcome to my weary head ! Welcome... | |
 | Henry Kemp Richardson - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...my last thought — how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! 3 Abide with me from morn to eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 Come near and bless me when I wake, Ere thro' the world my way I take, Till, in the ocean of Thy... | |
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Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 
