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...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,...

...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...

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...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,...

...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...

...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...sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. • M- <; 578. LM WATT,. *! Salvation by Christ. Ps. 85. 1 SALVATION is for ever nigh •i ,. The souls that...

...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,...

...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...

...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,...