 | Henry Alford - 1844 - 188 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. HYMN CXI. IF some poor wand'ring child of thine Haye spurn'd to-day the voice divine ; Now, Lord, the... | |
 | Lewis Glover Pray - 1844 - 190 pagina’s
...wearied 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...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 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. If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine ; Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | William Adams - 1844 - 134 pagina’s
...conirfh from the LuTii, /VoAnenl.1,9. -fje Distant |BtlIs. CHAPTER I. Abide with me from morn till e<xt For without Thee I cannot live: Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. IT was a dreary night, and the wind moaned among the trees of a vast and gloomy forest ; dark wintry... | |
 | William Adams - 1844 - 134 pagina’s
...JWincxxi. 1,2. CHAPTER I. Abide ivith me from morn till ei/e, For without Thee I cannot live: Abide wilh me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. IT was a dreary night, and the wind moaned among the trees of a vast and gloomy forest ; dark wintry... | |
 | Bible hymn-book - 1845 - 272 pagina’s
...wearied eyelids gently steep Be my last thought.Tiow sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without T.hee...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 oeean of... | |
 | 1845 - 450 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...Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee 1 dare not die. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark : Amid the... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 pagina’s
...steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn to eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wand'ring child of thine Have spurn'd to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Sunset - 1845 - 120 pagina’s
...E3 Be my last thought, how sweet to rest, For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me, now it is eve, For without thee I cannot live: Abide with me,...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. KEBLE. "Consider how great things he hath done for you." 1 Sam. xii. 24. Loo K on the past—up to... | |
 | James Martineau - 1846 - 538 pagina’s
...searching rapturous glance I throw, Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I thee discern. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 5 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take : Till in the ocean of... | |
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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. 
