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Hymn

Sun of My Soul, Thou Savior Dear

WINCHESTER NEW · L.M. · words John Keble · music Winchester New

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Sun of My Soul, Thou Savior Dear Thy way our bound can gent Thou with we less not ly be the ings out ried not through bless from lids if world I Thee eye night take; store; live; steep, near: and the with soft my near en from of Thou wea by bless sick; me dews soul, 4. Watch 3. A 2. When 1. Sun Come bide the of 5. wake, poor eve, sleep dear, we the till ly ior us is Ere With For My It kind Sav rich morn when with in bers, I my Thy heav'n pure dare Sav serv our fant's out er Thee lose in selves slum Thee on from bove. light. die. breast. eyes. a and not ior's ant's with last no ery in ev bide my may thought, ev o mourn me earth the Till Be A Be O love night nigh, rest rise Thy to is to a We hide how Like For For To of sleep night sweet cloud cean er's when born John Keble, 1820 WINCHESTER NEW L.M. Winchester New, 1896

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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