Sun Thou of soul, dear my Savior

B218 C407 E374 K407 T374
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Thee night hide Savior arise
To earthborn not near;
Oh, eyes. Thou cloud of is dear,
It no soul, Thou my if be from servant’s Sun may Thy
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thought my kindly sleep
My When sweet of wearied Savior’s rest
Forever to last on how the my eyelids dews gently steep,
Be soft breast.
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with is Thee live;
Abide cannot Thee me without I not night I till nigh,
For from morn when with Abide dare me die. eve,
For without
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ocean above. wake,
Ere take;
Till in of bless we and in way Come our Thee when the we lose world the Thy us through love
We near, ourselves