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" When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest... "
The parents' gift, a help to early prayer and praise - Pàgina 49
per Charles Bullock - 1869
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The Ten Virgins: A Sacred Cantata, for Four Solo Voices and Chorus

Alfred Robert Gaul - 1906 - 144 pàgines
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The Quarterly Review, Volum 179

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1894 - 602 pàgines
...works of thousands of controversialists before him have done ; and we would rather have written ' Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near,' than have composed all the ninety tracts and every pamphlet which defended or answered them. For though...
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The Gospel magazine, and theological review. Ser. 5. Vol. 3, no. 1-July 1874

1871 - 592 pàgines
...When Christ the Sun of Eighteousness rises upon our souls, wo bask iu His beams, and exclaim — " Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near ; O. let no eavthborn cloud arise, To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes." 13ut there are times when the...
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The Christian Year: Thoughts in Verse for the Sundays and Holydays ...

John Keble - 1827 - 398 pàgines
...traveller on his way must press, No gleam to watch on tree or 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. Tracing out Wisdom, Power,...
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The Christian Year: Thoughts in Verse for the Sundays and Holydays ...

John Keble - 1827 - 394 pàgines
...Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour clear, It is not night if Thou be near : Oh may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes. Tracing out Wisdom. Power, and Love, In earth or sky, in stream or grove;— Or by the light thy words...
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A Liturgy for the Use of the Church at King's Chapel in Boston: Collected ...

King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - 438 pàgines
...traveller on his way must press, No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. 3 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear ! It is not night if thou be near : 0 may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 4 When with dear friends sweet...
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The Sacred Harp

1831 - 278 pàgines
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Sacred poetry: consisting of selections from the works of the most admired ...

Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pàgines
...Sun ; • And in that light of life I'll walk Till travelling days are done. EONAB. EVENING HYMN. UN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou he near; . Oh, may no earth-horn cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes ! When the soft dews...
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A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

1835 - 476 pàgines
...wistful gaze ; Yon mantling cloud has hid from sight The last faint pulse of quivering light. 2 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear ! It is not night if...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...
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A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

1835 - 494 pàgines
...hid from sight The last faint pulse of quivering light. 2 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear ! , i It is not night if thou be near : O may no earth-born...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...
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