1 Sun of my soul, Thou Savior 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
forever on my Savior'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 Be near to bless me when I wake
ere through the world our way I take;
abide with me till in Thy love
I lose myself in heav'n above.
Source: Hymns to the Living God #329
|First Line:||Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, It is not night if thou be near|
|Title:||Sun of my soul, Thou Savior Dear|
|Author:||John Keble (1820)|