1 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear,
it is not night if thou be near:
O may no earth-born cloud arise
to hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
my weary 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 live;
abide with me 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 work begin;
let him no more lie down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
with blessings from thy boundless store;
be every mourner's sleep to-night,
like infant's slumbers, pure and light.
6 Come near and bless us when we wake,
ere through the world our way we take,
till in the ocean of thy love
we lose ourselves in heaven above.
|First Line:||Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear|
|Author:||John Keble, 1792-1866|
|SUN OF MY SOUL (Celebration Hymnal 625)|
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