 | John Keble - Christian poetry, English - 1827 - 398 pages
...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. Amid the howling wintry sea We are in port if we have Thee1'. The Rulers of this Christian land, 'Twixt... | |
 | John Keble - Christian poetry, English - 1827 - 394 pages
...up the hill of scorn, Teach Thou thy Priests their daily cross To bear as thine, nor count it loss! If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurn'd,...gracious work begin ; Let him no more lie down in sin. Watch by the sick: enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store: Be every mourner's sleep... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - English poetry - 1830 - 194 pages
...last thought, How sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! Abide with me from morn till eve, 5 For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 1. My wearied eyelids. See Poet. Orn. a. Use part. of "langueo."— 3. Cf. Part I. Exercise XCV.—... | |
 | King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - Hymns, English - 1831 - 438 pages
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 6 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 27. LM DODDRIDGE. ' Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord.' 1 COME, our indulgent Saviour,... | |
 | 1831 - 534 pages
...art, Who dost to all thy gifts impart. 8 If some poor wand'ring child of thine Have spurn'd as yet the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin, Let him no more lie down in sin. 220. TRINITY SUNDAY. 1 FATHER of heaven ! whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before... | |
 | William Bourn Oliver Peabody - Hymns, English - 1835 - 426 pages
...wearied eyelids 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. Keble. 549. c. M. Evening Hymn. 1 IN mercy, Lord, remember me, This instant passing night ; And grant... | |
 | Bible - 1835 - 476 pages
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever 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. 578. LM WATTI. Sulvation by Christ. Ps. 85. 1 SALVATION is for ever nigh The souls that fear and trust... | |
 | Maria Weston Chapman - American poetry - 1836 - 240 pages
...all the flowers of hfe unfuld ; — Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. 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... | |
 | Maria Weston Chapman - American poetry - 1836 - 236 pages
...heart within tne burn, Except in all I Thee discern. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thce I cannot live: Abide with me 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... | |
 | John Keble - Religious poetry - 1837 - 442 pages
...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. Evemny. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark : Amid the howling... | |
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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. 
