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Hymn

Sun of My Soul, Thou Savior Dear

QUEBEC · L.M. · words John Keble · music Henry Baker

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1.Sun of my soul, Thou Savior 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
Forever on my Savior'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.Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
With blessings from Thy boundless store;
Be every mourner's sleep tonight
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.

5.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.

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Same meter but needs editorial underlay: ABERYSTWYTH (PARRY), ANGELUS, BRESLAU, FEDERAL STREET, GERMANY, MARYTON, MENDON, MORNING HYMN, OLD 100TH, THE FIRST NOEL, VOM HIMMEL HOCH, WOODWORTH.

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