Church Book ‎#523

523. Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear

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.

Text Information

• First Line: Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear
• Author: John Keble (1827)
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890
• Topic: Evening
• Notes: Alternate tune: #366a or #482

Tune Information

• Name: HURSLEY
• Meter: L. M.
• Key: F Major
• Notes: Source from index: Lutheran, Har. W. H. Monk