 | 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... | |
 | John Ross Macduff - 1855 - 274 pàgines
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast 1 ' Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night ig nigh, For withou* Thee I dare not die 1" "From everlasting to everlasting thou art Q-od." — .6.... | |
 | Henry Ward Beecher - 1855 - 518 pàgines
...rest For over on my Saviour's breast 4. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thoe I can not live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 5. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way wo take: Till in the ocean of... | |
 | Alice Gray (fict. name.) - 1855 - 204 pàgines
...prayer of the poet to his God. — " Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I dare not live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die." THE END. R, BttilAU 8TR1.KT 1.1LL • • ... | |
 | C H. H - 1856 - 338 pàgines
...they applied to the deep rest that was soon to be the portion of one of those who heard the words. " When the soft dews of kindly sleep, My wearied eyelids...night is nigh, For without Thee, I dare not die." The young face was eloquent with the spirit of that holy prayer, but he spoke not, and the voice continued,... | |
 | Willoughby William T. Balfour - 1856 - 366 pàgines
...And all the flowers of life unfold ; Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die, Come near, and bless me, when I wake ' Ere thro' the world my way I take ; Till, in the ocean of Thy... | |
 | 1913 - 792 pàgines
...weary eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Savior's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned today the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Adam Geibel - 1904 - 234 pàgines
...To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes, thought, how sweet to rest For-ev-er on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we lake; Till, in the ocean of... | |
 | Henry William Gibson - 1921 - 232 pàgines
...Lord, the gracious work begin, For ever on my Saviour's breast! Let him no more lie down in sin. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 5 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we Till in the ocean of Thy love... | |
 | American Unitarian Association - 1914 - 574 pàgines
...is not night if thou be near; O 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 child of thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
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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. 
