 | Henry Kemp Richardson - 1851 - 364 pagina’s
...my last thought — how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! 3 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. 4 Come near and bless me when I wake, Ere thro' the world my way I take, Till, in the ocean of Thy... | |
 | Edward Meyrick Goulburn - 1851 - 68 pagina’s
...to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I caunot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurn'd to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Edward Meyrick Goulburn - 1852 - 100 pagina’s
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. II. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. ill. If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurn'd to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Choice descriptive poetry - 1852 - 112 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. Come near, and bless us when we wake, 'Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of... | |
 | Form - 1852 - 120 pagina’s
...not night if Thou art near, O let no earth-born clouds arise To hide Thee from Thy servants' 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, Till in the ocean of Thy... | |
 | Introits - 1852 - 270 pagina’s
...not night if Thou be 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. If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurn' d to-day, the Voice Divine, Now, LOBD, the gracious... | |
 | Thomas Hartwell Horne - 1852 - 354 pagina’s
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not dia. 4 Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark, Amid the howling... | |
 | Edward Henry Bickersteth (bp. of Exeter.) - 1852 - 202 pagina’s
...or wealth, or fame, is not the language of your heart to your Saviour, " 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 ? ' ' EVENING. 2Cfje i^fofcen Saint. " I flee unto thee to hide me." — PsA..cxliii. 9. WE have considered... | |
 | Durham city, sch - 1852 - 486 pagina’s
...steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from mom till eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee 1 dare not die. 17 IDEM LATINE REDDITüM. Aspice, fulgentem pronus Sol condidit orbem : Spectantum... | |
 | Horatius Bonar - 1853 - 402 pagina’s
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever 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... | |
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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. 
