...Thee from Thy servant's eyes. Be my last tho't, how sweet to rest For- ev- er on my Saviour 's breast. A-bide with me when night is nigh, For with-out Thee I dare not die. Till in the о - cean of Thy love We lose our-selvesinheav'na-bove. A-MEN. J. Sfc Saviour, Again To...

...all the flowers 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...how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. a Abide with me from morn till eve. For without Thee I cannot live : ' Evening Abide with me when night...

...remarks on the cases. Once, I saw two buddies walking abreast in a column. One had painted on his, — "Abide with me from morn till eve, for without thee I cannot live." And his friend had, — "I need thee, Oh! I need thee, every hour I need thee!" In a few minutes we...

...dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast! Abide with me from morn till...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die ! Thou framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark ! Amid the howling wintry...

...not night if thou be near: O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids...how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh,...

...kindly sleep my weary eyelids gently steep, be my last thought, how sweet to rest forever on my Savior's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, for without...when night is nigh, for without Thee I dare not die. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor with blessings from Thy boundless store; be every mourner's sleep...

...is not night if Thou be near; O may no earthborn 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 Forever on my Savior's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide...

...relays the poet's "night thoughts." The temporal night blends ineluctably with the night of extinction: Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. If we compare this with HF Lyte's "Abide with me" we at once perceive how much more intense and anguished...

...is not night if thou be near. O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. If some poor wand'ring child of thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious...

...8 from 'Evening II' in John Keble's The Christian Year (1827), suggested by Mudford: (Everyman edn) 'Abide with me from morn till eve,/ For without Thee...night is nigh,/ For without Thee I dare not die.' In her subsequent novels Eliot frequently invented supposed old ballads or poems for the epigraphs...