 | Edmund Field - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 64
...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... | |
 | Chandler Robbins - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...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. LM 106* COLLTZB. An Evening Hymn. i ANOTHER fleeting day is gone ! Slow o'er the west the shadows fly... | |
 | 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 152
...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 eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of thy... | |
 | James Slade - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 222
...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 eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wandering soul of Thine Have spurn'd, to-day, the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 778
...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 without Thee...Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I cannot die. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till, in the... | |
 | 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 690
...sweet salvation in the sound. 09 4 Abide with me from morn till evq, For without thee I cannot live mr Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. L M. 106. COLLTBB. An Evening Hymn. i ANOTHER fleeting day is gone ! Slow o'er the west the shadows... | |
 | Edward Harland - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 152
...gently steep, Be my last thought, How sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! -I Gf* -1- UU a Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of... | |
 | Church hymn book - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 198
...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. 197 Heb. x. 19—25. 7s. rPO Thy temple we repair : LORD, we love to worship there, And within the... | |
 | Cornelius Winter Bolton - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 280
...wearied eye-lids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 4 Come near, and bless us when we wake Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of... | |
 | Charles Frederick Mackenzie (missionary bp. of Central Africa.) - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...so much fatigue and excitement. They were, accordingly, sent off immediately to bed. CHAPTER XIV. " Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. " Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark Amid the howling wintry... | |
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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. 
