 | John Keble - 1827 - 394 pàgines
...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 live:...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Amid the howling wintry sea We are in port if we have Thee 1 '. f The" Rulers of this Christian land,... | |
 | John Keble - 1827 - 398 pàgines
...daily cross To bear as thine, nor count it loss ! If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurn'd, to-day, the voice divine, Now, Lord, the 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 - 1830 - 194 pàgines
...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.) - 1831 - 458 pàgines
...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 I cannot live...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 27. LM DODDRIDOE. ' Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord., 1 COME, our indulgent Saviour,... | |
 | 1831 - 534 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pàgines
...Forever on my Saviour's hreast. Ahide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Ahide with me 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... | |
 | 1834 - 514 pàgines
...steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Foiever on my Saviour's hreast. Abide with me from morn to eve, For without thee, I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thec, I date not die. But there is no end to these beautiful passages, and we must content ourselves... | |
 | William Bourn Oliver Peabody - 1835 - 426 pàgines
...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 I cannot live...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... | |
 | 1835 - 476 pàgines
...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 I cannot live...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 - 1836 - 256 pàgines
...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 spurned,...gracious work begin ; Let him no more lie down in sin. Watch o'er the slave : enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store : Be every mourners... | |
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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. 
