 | John Keble - 1827 - 394 páginas
...Time's full river as it flows, Scanning thy gracious Providence, Where not too deep for mortal sense:— When with dear friends sweet talk I hold, And all...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... | |
 | John Keble - 1827 - 398 páginas
...traveller on his way must press, No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if...cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes. Tracing out Wisdom, Power, and Love, In earth or sky, in stream or grove ; — Or by the light thy... | |
 | King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - 438 páginas
...not night if thou be near : 0 may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 4 When with dear friends sweet talk I hold, And all...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... | |
 | Maria Weston Chapman - 1836 - 256 páginas
...final song of grateful praise. No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if...cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out Wisdom, Power... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - 442 páginas
...river as it flows, Scanning thy gracious Providence, Where not too deep for mortal sense : — Then with dear friends sweet talk I hold, And all the flowers...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... | |
 | British and foreign young men's society - 1837 - 556 páginas
...traveller on his way must press, No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul ! Thou, Saviour dear, It is not night if...cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out Wisdom, I'ower,... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - 442 páginas
...traveller on his way must press, No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if...cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes. Evening. When round thy wondrous works below My searching rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out Wisdom,... | |
 | Christian - 1840 - 318 páginas
...traveller on his way must press ; No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul! thou Saviour dear, It is not night if...cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching, rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out wisdom, power,... | |
 | Christian - 1840 - 312 páginas
...traveller on his way must press ; No gleam to watch on tree or tower, Whiling away the lonesome hour. Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear, It is not night if...cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When round thy wondrous works below My searching, rapturous glance I throw, Tracing out wisdom, power,... | |
 | 1840 - 52 páginas
...thou, O Lord, forsake us, But to dwell in glory take us, With thee on high. Evening. (LM) 27 — SUN of my soul ! thou Saviour dear, It is not night if...may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servants' eyes, When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep ; Be my last thought,... | |
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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. 
