 | John Keble - 1827 - 398 pàgines
...all the flowers of life unfold ; — Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Amid the howling wintry sea We are in port if we have Thee1'. The Rulers of this Christian land, 'Twixt... | |
 | John Keble - 1829 - 406 pàgines
...And all the flowers of life unfold;— Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids...die. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through ^he tempest thine own ark : Amid the howling wintry sea We are in port if^we have Thee u . The Rulers... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 pàgines
...last thought, How sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! Abide with me from morn till eve, 5 For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 1. My wearied eyelids. See Poet. Orn. a. Use part. of "langueo."— 3. Cf. Part I. Exercise XCV.—... | |
 | King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - 438 pàgines
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 6 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 27. LM DODDRIDGE. ' Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord.' 1 COME, our indulgent Saviour,... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pàgines
...eyelids gently steep, •* Be my last thoughts how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's hreast. Ahide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Ahide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wandering child of... | |
 | 1834 - 514 pàgines
...steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Foiever on my Saviour's hreast. Abide with me from morn to eve, For without thee, I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thec, I date not die. But there is no end to these beautiful passages, and we must content ourselves... | |
 | William Bourn Oliver Peabody - 1835 - 426 pàgines
...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. Keble. 549. c. M. Evening Hymn. 1 IN mercy, Lord, remember me, This instant passing night ; And grant... | |
 | 1835 - 476 pàgines
...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. 578. LM WATTI. Sulvation by Christ. Ps. 85. 1 SALVATION is for ever nigh The souls that fear and trust... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - 442 pàgines
...all the flowers of life unfold ; — Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Evemny. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark : Amid the howling... | |
 | Thomas Bayley Fox - 1837 - 188 pàgines
...not night if Thou be near : Oh may no earth-born clouds 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. Keble. " Did not our heart burn within us while he talked with UB by the way V— -Luke xxiv. 32. II.... | |
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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. 
