J. Keble (490/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

J. Keble SUN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near; Oh, 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 Saviour’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 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned today the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. 5 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. 6 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.