dear my Sun Thou of soul, Savior

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