 | 1840 - 52 pàgines
...not night if thou be near: Oh! may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servants' eyes, When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Oh ! if some wand'ring child of Thine Have spurn'd, to day, the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Andrew Preston Peabody - 1840 - 184 pàgines
...wearied eye-lids 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. 121. Love to God. LM Hamburg. E. Taylor. '1 THUS sh Jt thou love the Almighty Lord, With all thy heart,... | |
 | Collection - 1840 - 660 pàgines
...O may no earth-born cloud arise, To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 3 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. 4 If some poor wandering child of thine Has spurn 'd to day the voice divine, Now Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Andrew Preston Peabody - 1840 - 178 pàgines
...how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For witiiout thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 121. Love to God. LM Hamburg. E. Taylor. 1 " THUS shalt thou love the Almighty Lord, With all thy heart,... | |
 | 1841 - 686 pàgines
...me burn, Kxccpt in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids greatly steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever...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... | |
 | 1841 - 586 pàgines
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Savior's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 688 I" M. WATTS. Morning or Evening. 1 MY God. how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening... | |
 | 1844 - 586 pàgines
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Savior's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 688 LM WATTS. Morning or Evening. I MY God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new,... | |
 | 1845 - 80 pàgines
...my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep. Be my last thought, how sweet...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 ? —... | |
 | 1862 - 908 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Charles Parker Price - 1843 - 116 pàgines
...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... | |
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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. 
