208b. 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 wearied 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 infants' 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: J. Keble, 1792-1866
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: Abiding, presence of Christ; Christ: Abiding with Believers; The Church and the Kingdom of God: Evening (6 more...)
Tune Information
Name: HURSLEY
Meter: L.M.
Key: F Major or modal
Source: Katholisches Gesangbuch, 1775



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