 | 1841 - 686 pagina’s
...wearied 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... | |
 | 1845 - 80 pagina’s
...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 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | 1862 - 908 pagina’s
...the 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...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... | |
 | 1843 - 202 pagina’s
...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. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark : Amid the howling wintry... | |
 | Present - 1843 - 236 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | Charles Parker Price - 1843 - 116 pagina’s
...night 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...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. Come near, and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Keep us, oh ! keep us... | |
 | 1869 - 862 pagina’s
...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...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 way to... | |
 | Manual - 1844 - 96 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | 1866 - 848 pagina’s
...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... | |
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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. 
