my Sun Thou soul, dear of Savior

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