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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. "
The Boston Sunday School Hymn Book: With Devotional Exercises - Page 59
by Lewis Glover Pray - 1844 - 180 pages
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The Christian Year: Thoughts in Verse for the Sundays and Holydays ...

John Keble - 1827 - 394 pages
...of life unfold;— Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My 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 I cannot live:...
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Progressive Exercises in Latin Elegiac Verse

Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 pages
...(piget) not to want (Poet. Orn. y) what I fear to lose. EXERCISE XIII. (Keble). When the soft dews of kindly sleep My 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, 5 For without Thee I cannot live...
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A Liturgy for the Use of the Church at King's Chapel in Boston: Collected ...

King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - 438 pages
...of life unfold, Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I thee discern. 5 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids 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...
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Sacred poetry: consisting of selections from the works of the most admired ...

Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pages
...eyelids gently steep, •* Be my last thoughts how sweet to rest 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...
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The American Baptist Magazine, Volume 14

1834 - 514 pages
...grace is love. From the Hymn for Evening, we extract the two following stanzas : When the soft dews of kindly sleep, My wearied eyelids gently 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...
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The Springfield Collection of Hymns for Sacred Worship

William Bourn Oliver Peabody - 1835 - 426 pages
...be near ; 0 may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servants' eyes. 3 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be...How sweet to rest, Forever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh,...
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A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

1835 - 476 pages
...be near : O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 3 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids 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...
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Psalms and hymns, selected and adapted to the purposes of public worship, by ...

Edward Scobell - 1836 - 228 pages
...near : Oh, may no clouds from earth arise, To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When freshening dews of kindly sleep My 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, Apart from thee I cannot live :...
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The Christian Year: Thoughts in Verse ...

John Keble - 1837 - 442 pages
...life unfold ; — Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My 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 I cannot live :...
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The Young men's magazine, Volumes 1-2

British and foreign young men's society - 1837 - 556 pages
...life unfold ; — Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I thee discern. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My 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 I cannot live :...
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