1
not may of Sun Thou from soul, dear,
It servant’s cloud is Thee night Thy earthborn no be eyes. Thou near;
Oh, arise
To hide my if Savior
It servant’s cloud is Thee night Thy earthborn no be eyes. Thou near;
Oh, arise
To hide my if Savior
2
gently wearied thought my soft steep,
Be last eyelids of the dews on sweet kindly Savior’s sleep
My to breast. my rest
Forever When how
Be last eyelids of the dews on sweet kindly Savior’s sleep
My to breast. my rest
Forever When how
3
without nigh,
For I when with dare till night with is not me live;
Abide Abide morn I eve,
For Thee cannot without me from die. Thee
For I when with dare till night with is not me live;
Abide Abide morn I eve,
For Thee cannot without me from die. Thee
4
bless the Thee the take;
Till Come world above. ocean through of ourselves way and near, we love
We wake,
Ere when lose in Thy in we our us
Till Come world above. ocean through of ourselves way and near, we love
We wake,
Ere when lose in Thy in we our us
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