...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. Be near to bless me when I wake, ere thru the world my way I take; abide with me till in Thy love I...

...written by John Keble, a tractarian, were gladly echoed by evangelicals: 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. The similarities between the two movements made it easy for people whose needs were not fully met by...

...arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. Abide with me from morn to eve For without Thee I dare not live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. (From Keble's evening Hymn in the 'Christian [altered word] Year'.) Heidelberg, November loth [1858]...

...steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast! Abide with me from mom till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine* Now, Lord, the gracious...

...hast loved us, love us still. HYMNS FOR THE YOUNG, 1836 Attributed to Dorothy A. Thrupp (1779-1847) 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...

...and glorious creations spring from but a spark of My splendour. Bhagavad Gita Chap. 10 Text 41 1 5. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. John Keble 1792-1866 Evening 16. That soul is pure which, freed from ignorance, is illumined by Divine...

...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...

...not night if Thou be near; O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide 'Thee from Thy servants 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 rne from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh,...