| 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...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... | |
| Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 pàgines
...it-grieves (piget) not to want (Poet. Orn. y) what I fear to lose. EXERCISE XIII. (Keble). When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep,...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... | |
| King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - 564 pàgines
...flowers of life unfold, Let not my' heart within me burn, Except in all I thee discern. 5 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep,...how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 6 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
| 1835 - 494 pàgines
...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,...how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. • M- <; 578. LM WATT,. *! Salvation by Christ. Ps. 85. 1 SALVATION is for ever nigh •i ,. The souls... | |
| Maria Weston Chapman - 1836 - 256 pàgines
...final song of grateful praise. 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...cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out Wisdom, Power... | |
| Edward Scobell - 1836 - 228 pàgines
...art near : Oh, may no clouds from earth arise, To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When freshening dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep,...how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, Apart from thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
| British and foreign young men's society - 1837 - 556 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...cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out Wisdom, I'ower,... | |
| John Keble - 1837 - 442 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...cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes. Evening. When round thy wondrous works below My searching rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out Wisdom,... | |
| Christian - 1840 - 318 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...cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching, rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out wisdom, power,... | |
| Christian - 1840 - 312 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...cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching, rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out wisdom, power,... | |
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