 | James Slade - 1854 - 222 pàgines
...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... | |
 | William Garland Barrett - 1854 - 84 pàgines
...weary 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. Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor With blessings from thy endless store ; Be every mourner's sleep... | |
 | 1854 - 778 pàgines
...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 - 690 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Henry William Burrows - 1855 - 148 pàgines
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. EVENING. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praise, and glory given,... | |
 | Charles Frederick Mackenzie (missionary bp. of Central Africa.) - 1855 - 276 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Church hymn book - 1855 - 198 pàgines
...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... | |
 | John Greenleaf Adams, Edwin Hubbell Chapin - 1855 - 642 pàgines
...steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from mom till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 949. 7s. M. DOPDRIDSE. Evening Hymn. 1 INTERVAL of grateful shade, Welcome to my weary head ! Welcome... | |
 | 1855 - 586 pàgines
...steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from mom till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. LM lOO. COLLYER. An Evening Hymn. 1 ANOTHER fleeting day is gone ! Slow o'er the west the shadows fly... | |
 | John Rowland West - 1855 - 146 pàgines
...steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest, For ever on my Saviour's breast. 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. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we 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. 
