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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 Christian Year: Thoughts in Verse for the Sundays and Holydays ... - 6 ページ
John Keble 著 - 1827 - 367 ページ
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Progressive Exercises in Latin Elegiac Verse

Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 ページ
...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 : Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 1. My wearied eyelids. See Poet. Orn. a. Use part. of "langueo."— 3. Cf. Part I. Exercise XCV.—...

A Liturgy for the Use of the Church at King's Chapel in Boston: Collected ...

King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - 438 ページ
...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...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 27. LM DODDRIDGE. ' Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord.' 1 COME, our indulgent Saviour,...

Sacred poetry: consisting of selections from the works of the most admired ...

Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 ページ
...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...

The American Baptist Magazine, 第 14 巻

1834 - 514 ページ
...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 with me when night is nigh, For without thec, I date not die. But there is no end to these beautiful passages, and we must content ourselves...

A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

1835 - 476 ページ
...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...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 578. LM WATTI. Sulvation by Christ. Ps. 85. 1 SALVATION is for ever nigh The souls that fear and trust...

The Springfield Collection of Hymns for Sacred Worship

William Bourn Oliver Peabody - 1835 - 426 ページ
...wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, How sweet to rest, Forever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. Keble. 549. c. M. Evening Hymn. 1 IN mercy, Lord, remember me, This instant passing night ; And grant...

Songs of the Free and Hymns of Christian Freedom

Maria Weston Chapman - 1836 - 240 ページ
...all the flowers of hfe unfuld ; — Let not my heart within me burn, Except in all I Thee discern. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...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...

Songs of the Free and Hymns of Christian Freedom

Maria Weston Chapman - 1836 - 236 ページ
...heart within tne burn, Except in all I Thee discern. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thce I cannot live: Abide with me 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...

The Young men's magazine, 第 1〜2 巻

British and foreign young men's society - 1837 - 556 ページ
...words disclose, Watch Time's full river as it flows, Scanning thy gracious Providence, Where not to deep for mortal sense. When with dear friends sweet...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...

The Christian Year: Thoughts in Verse ...

John Keble - 1837 - 442 ページ
...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...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Evemny. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest thine own ark : Amid the howling...




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