of Sun Thou my dear Savior soul,

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eyes. may Thy from Thou is near;
Oh, servant’s Thou my Savior soul, not of no cloud if hide be night dear,
It Sun Thee arise
To earthborn
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kindly the breast. soft thought my last of Savior’s to When how wearied gently dews steep,
Be sweet my sleep
My rest
Forever eyelids on
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till me from me die. without nigh,
For is Abide not cannot with when Thee morn dare Thee without live;
Abide with night I I eve,
For
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near, of Thee way we lose we bless love
We when the us wake,
Ere Thy world in the ocean Come and take;
Till above. in ourselves through our