 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 pages
...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...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... | |
 | American periodicals - 1866 - 848 pages
...fleet. But for the soul no home is found, Save him who made it, meet. Or again the well-known — ' Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.' It is the many words, Dimple yet deep, devoutly Christian yet intensely human, like these, scattered... | |
 | Henry Alford - Hymns, English - 1844 - 188 pages
...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...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. HYMN CXI. IF some poor wand'ring child of thine Haye spurn'd to-day the voice divine ; Now, Lord, the... | |
 | William Adams - Allegories - 1844 - 134 pages
...conirfh from the LuTii, /VoAnenl.1,9. -fje Distant |BtlIs. CHAPTER I. Abide with me from morn till e<xt For without Thee I cannot live: Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. IT was a dreary night, and the wind moaned among the trees of a vast and gloomy forest ; dark wintry... | |
 | Literature - 1895 - 862 pages
...Fit us for perfect rest above, And help us, this and every day, To live more nearly as we pray, and If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned...the Voice Divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin : Let him no more lie down in sin, have the true note of pure directness ; how, in the middle of so... | |
 | William Adams - Children's stories - 1844 - 134 pages
...JWincxxi. 1,2. CHAPTER I. Abide ivith me from morn till ei/e, For without Thee I cannot live: Abide wilh me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. IT was a dreary night, and the wind moaned among the trees of a vast and gloomy forest ; dark wintry... | |
 | Bible hymn-book - Hymns, English - 1845 - 272 pages
...sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep Be my last thought.Tiow sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without...night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 Come near, and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the oeean of... | |
 | 1845 - 450 pages
...weary 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...Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee 1 dare not die. Thou Framer of the light and dark, Steer through the tempest Thine own ark : Amid the... | |
 | Sunset - 1845 - 120 pages
...E3 Be my last thought, how sweet to rest, For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me, now it is eve, For without thee I cannot live: Abide with me,...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. KEBLE. "Consider how great things he hath done for you." 1 Sam. xii. 24. Loo K on the past—up to... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 pages
...steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 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. If some poor wand'ring child of thine Have spurn'd to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
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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. 
