 | John Keble - Christian poetry, English - 1827 - 394 pages
...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 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:... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - English poetry - 1830 - 194 pages
...(piget) not to want (Poet. Orn. y) what I fear to lose. EXERCISE XIII. (Keble). 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, 5 For without Thee I cannot live... | |
 | King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - Hymns, English - 1831 - 438 pages
...of life unfold, Let not my 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 to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 6 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live... | |
 | Great Britain - 1831 - 278 pages
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 | Henry Stebbing - Religious poetry, English - 1832 - 858 pages
...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... | |
 | Baptists - 1834 - 514 pages
...grace is love. From the Hymn for Evening, we extract the two following stanzas : When the soft dews of kindly sleep, My wearied eyelids gently 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... | |
 | William Bourn Oliver Peabody - Hymns, English - 1835 - 426 pages
...be near ; 0 may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servants' eyes. 3 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be...How sweet to rest, Forever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
 | Bible - 1835 - 476 pages
...be near : O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 3 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. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live... | |
 | Edward Scobell - Hymns, English - 1836 - 228 pages
...near : Oh, may no clouds from earth arise, To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When freshening 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, Apart from thee I cannot live :... | |
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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. 
