| John Keble - 1827 - 398 páginas
...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. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
| Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 páginas
...ipsa morte) it-grieves (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...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... | |
| King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - 438 páginas
...And all the flowers 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...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 ; Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
| 1834 - 514 páginas
...is ligl,t, So every 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... | |
| 1835 - 476 páginas
...not night if thou 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...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 ; Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
| William Bourn Oliver Peabody - 1835 - 426 páginas
...not night if thou 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 my last thought, How sweet to rest, Forever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live... | |
| Maria Weston Chapman - 1836 - 240 páginas
...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... | |
| Edward Scobell - 1836 - 228 páginas
...art 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,...how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, Apart from thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
| Thomas Bayley Fox - 1837 - 188 páginas
...not night if Thou be near : Oh may no earth-born clouds arise - To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee...when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. Keble. " Did not our heart burn within us while he talked with UB by the way V— -Luke xxiv. 32. II.... | |
| John Keble - 1837 - 442 páginas
...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. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh,... | |
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