 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 pàgines
...discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, How sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with...If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine ; Now, Lord, the gracious work begin, . Let him no more lie down in sin. Watch... | |
 | Henry Alford - 1844 - 188 pàgines
...WHEN the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep ; Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with...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... | |
 | 1869 - 862 pàgines
...When the soft dews of kindly sleep, My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. There is a peculiar subdued fervour, a repressed passion about the "Christian Year " which leads the... | |
 | Manual - 1844 - 96 pàgines
...discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with...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... | |
 | Lewis Glover Pray - 1844 - 190 pàgines
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest Forever 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 take ; Till, in the ocean of... | |
 | 1866 - 848 pàgines
...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... | |
 | William Adams - 1844 - 134 pàgines
...conirfh from the LuTii, /VoAnenl.1,9. -fje Distant |BtlIs. CHAPTER I. Abide with me from morn till e<xt For without Thee I cannot live: Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. IT was a dreary night, and the wind moaned among the trees of a vast and gloomy forest ; dark wintry... | |
 | William Adams - 1844 - 134 pàgines
...JWincxxi. 1,2. CHAPTER I. Abide ivith me from morn till ei/e, For without Thee I cannot live: Abide wilh me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. IT was a dreary night, and the wind moaned among the trees of a vast and gloomy forest ; dark wintry... | |
 | 1845 - 450 pàgines
...discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! Abide with...Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee 1 dare not die. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark : Amid the... | |
 | Bible hymn-book - 1845 - 272 pàgines
...wearied eyelids gently steep Be my last thought.Tiow sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without T.hee...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 take ; Till in the oeean of... | |
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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. 
