 | British and foreign young men's society - 1837 - 556 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. Thou, Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark : Amid the howling wintry... | |
 | 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...dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of thine Has spurn 'd to day the voice divine, Now Lord, the gracious work begin, Let him no more lie down in... | |
 | 1840 - 52 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. Oh ! if some wand'ring child of Thine Have spurn'd, to day, the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Christian - 1840 - 318 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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark ; Amid the howling wintry... | |
 | 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,... | |
 | Christian - 1840 - 312 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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark ; Amid the howling wintry... | |
 | 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
...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 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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark: * [" Les phiisirs sont... | |
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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. 
