The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook ‎#15b

15b. Sun of my soul, my Saviour dear

1 Sun of my soul, my Saviour dear,
it is not night if You are near;
O may no earth-born cloud arise
to hide You from Your 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 You I cannot live;
abide with me when night is nigh,
for without You I dare not die.

4 If some poor wandering child of Yours
has spurned today Your holy voice,
now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
let them no more be rules by sin.

5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
with blessings from Your boundless store;
be every mourner's bed tonight,
like infant's slumbers, pure and light.

6 Be near and bless us when we wake
ere through the world our way we take;
till in the ocean of Your love
we lose ourselves in heaven above.

Text Information

• First Line: Sun of my soul, my Saviour dear
• Author: John Keble, 1792-1866
• Meter: LM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2004
• Topic: Creation: Evening

Tune Information

• Name: HURSLEY
• Meter: LM
• Key: F Major
• Source: Adapted from a melody in Katholisches Gesangbuch, Vienna, c. 1774