 | 1841 - 686 Seiten
...eyelids greatly 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 I cannot live : Abide with mo when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. After a brief meditation on these striking... | |
 | John Keble - 1842 - 332 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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... | |
 | 1845 - 80 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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 Seiten
...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 I cannot...when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Keep us, oh ! keep us in thy love, And fit us for thy realms above. 100 HYMN XCIII. There are three... | |
 | 1843 - 202 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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... | |
 | Present - 1843 - 236 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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... | |
 | Manual - 1844 - 96 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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... | |
 | 1866 - 848 Seiten
...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 I cannot...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... | |
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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. 
