Sun Savior dear Thou my soul, of

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