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Nigher still, and still more nigh

Hymnal: Hymns of the Ages #d86 (1859) Languages: English

Nigher still, and still more nigh

Hymnal: The Catholic Hymn Book #148 (1851)

Nigher still, and still more nigh

Hymnal: Lyra Catholica #286 (1851) Languages: English

Nigher still, and still more nigh

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns #481 (1859) Languages: English

Night

Author: T. H. Hymnal: Songs of Summerland #69 (1943) First Line: When the day declineth Lyrics: 1 When the day declineth Over wood and plain, When the last beam shineth, Night returns again. 2 Darkness gathers round us, Shadows softly creep; Soon the little children Will be fast asleep. 3 Peaceful like this gloaming May life’s evening be, Ush’ring in the twilight Of eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: [When the day declineth]

Night

Hymnal: The Christian Harmony #76B (2010) First Line: In mercy, Lord, remember me Tune Title: NIGHT

Night

Author: H. W. Longfellow Hymnal: Male Chorus No. 2 #99 (1898) First Line: I heard the trailing garments of the Night Languages: English Tune Title: [I heard the trailing garments of the Night]

Night

Author: Thomas Parks Hymnal: Harvest Bells Nos. 1, 2 and 3 #106 (1892) First Line: Hear my prayer, O Heavenly Father Languages: English Tune Title: [Hear my prayer, O Heavenly Father]

Night

Hymnal: New Hymn and Tune Book #199c (1889) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Thee, in the watches of the night Topics: Means of Grace Family Devotion Scripture: Psalm 63:6 Languages: English

Night

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #555 (1866) First Line: While the stars unnumbered roll Lyrics: While the stars unnumbered roll Round the ever-constant pole, Far above these spangled skies All my thoughts to God shall rise. From on high He shall impart Secret comfort to my heart; He in these serenest hours Guide my spiritual powers. He His spirit doth diffuse, Sweeter far than midnight dews; Lifting all my thoughts above, On the wings of faith and love. What if death my sleep invade;— Should I be of death afraid? Whilst encircled by Thine arm, Death may strike, but cannot harm. Visions brighter than the morn Greet the deathless spirit born; See, the guardian angel nigh Waits to waft my soul on high! With Thy heavenly presence blest, Death is life, and labor, rest; Welcome sleep or death to me, Still secure, for still with Thee! Languages: English