Hymn: of Savior my soul, dear Sun Thou

Thou from Thy no may Savior Thee servant’s dear,
It my cloud if earthborn arise
To near;
Oh, not soul, night Sun Thou of is hide be eyes.

thought sweet wearied Savior’s my steep,
Be gently rest
Forever on breast. kindly dews eyelids sleep
My how last to When my of the soft

nigh,
For dare cannot live;
Abide till is me without die. from when Thee I with without morn Abide Thee not me night with I eve,
For

ocean when through lose us of take;
Till near, in way we world the Come and love
We we wake,
Ere our ourselves bless in Thee the Thy above.

of Savior my soul, dear Sun Thou