 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.  Opera - Strana 137podľa Virgil - 1882Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | John Keble - 1827 - Počet stránok 398
...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 gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - Počet stránok 194
...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 gently steep, Be my last thought, How sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! Abide with me from morn till... | |
 | King's Chapel (Boston, Mass.) - 1831 - Počet stránok 438
...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 gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 6 Abide with me from morn till... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - Počet stránok 858
...not night if Thou he near; . Oh, may no earth-horn cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes ! When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, •* Be my last thoughts how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's hreast. Ahide with me from morn... | |
 | 1834 - Počet stránok 514
...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,... | |
 | William Bourn Oliver Peabody - 1835 - Počet stránok 426
...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... | |
 | 1835 - Počet stránok 476
...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 gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 4 Abide with me from morn till... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - Počet stránok 442
...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 gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till... | |
 | British and foreign young men's society - 1837 - Počet stránok 556
...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 gently steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till... | |
 | Christian - 1840 - Počet stránok 318
...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 gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till... | |
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