dear of Sun soul, my Savior Thou

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