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PLESSED be Thy Name for ever,
Thou of life the Guard and Giver !
Thou, who slumberest not, nor sleepest,
+ OTTERBOURNE. L. M.
It is not night if Thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes! 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; Abide with me 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 love We lose ourselves in heaven above.
THOU framer of the light and dark, If some poor wandering child of Thine + Steer through the tempest Thine own Have spurn’d to-day the voice divine, Amid the howling wintry sea [ark; | Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; We are in port if we have Thee.
Let him no more lie down in sin. The rulers of this Christian land,
Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.
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