 | 1841 - 686 pągines
...wearied eyelids greatly 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 I cannot live : Abide with mo when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. After a brief meditation on these striking... | |
 | 1845 - 80 pągines
...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." QUESTIONS UPON OUR TWO NAMES. 1. How many names have we all ? — Two. 2. What are they called ? —... | |
 | John Keble - 1842 - 332 pągines
...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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark: * [" Les phiisirs sont... | |
 | 1862 - 908 pągines
...the place where the battle had taken place ; and found, not an Indian, but an enormous black bear. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I cannot die. THE festivals in this month are : — The Purification of the blessed Virgin Mary, or Presentation... | |
 | 1843 - 202 pągines
...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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark : Amid the howling wintry... | |
 | Present - 1843 - 236 pągines
...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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark ; Amid the howling, wintry... | |
 | Charles Parker Price - 1843 - 116 pągines
...night if thou art 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, Keep us, oh ! keep us... | |
 | 1866 - 848 pągines
...fleet. But for the soul no home is found, Save him who made it, meet. Or again the well-known — ' Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.' It is the many words, Dimple yet deep, devoutly Christian yet intensely human, like these, scattered... | |
 | Manual - 1844 - 96 pągines
...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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark : Amid the howling wintry... | |
 | Henry Alford - 1844 - 188 pągines
...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. HYMN CXI. IF some poor wand'ring child of thine Haye spurn'd to-day the voice divine ; Now, Lord, the... | |
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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. 
