 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 Land of Song - Page 206by Katharine Hamer Shute - 1899Full view - About this book
 | Episcopal Church - Hymns, English - 1916 - 898 pages
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 2 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Episcopal Church - Hymns, English - 1916 - 890 pages
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Henry Sloane Coffin, Ambrose White Vernon - Bible - 1916 - 646 pages
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Henry Sloane Coffin, Ambrose White Vernon - Bible - 1916 - 618 pages
...gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on шу Saviour's breast. 3 Abide witli me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live;...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | 1916 - 336 pages
...Thee from Thy servant's eyes. Be my last thought,how sweet to rest For-ev-.er on my Saviour's breast. A-bide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Be ev-'ry mourner's sleep to-night, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light Til! in the o- cean of Thy... | |
 | Daniel Brink Towner - Gospel music - 1916 - 296 pages
...Thy servant's eyes. Be my last tho't — how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast! A - bide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. A -HEN. .._ ._> -f-.g _ f ~£~... | |
 | Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. - Bible - 1917 - 734 pages
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice Divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Hymns, English - 1917 - 112 pages
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
 | Rufus Wilder Miller - Gospel music - 1917 - 324 pages
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought : how sweet to rest For ever on my Savior's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot...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... | |
 | Armed Forces - 1917 - 106 pages
...eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot...when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice Divine, Now, Lord, the gracious... | |
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