GRH 013 Sun of My Soul Thou Saviour Dear

(1)
Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,
It is not night if Thou be near;
Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes.

(2)
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.

(3)
If some poor wand’ring child of Thine
Have spurn’d today the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
Let him no more lie down in sin.

(4)
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.

(5)
Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere thro’ the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heav’n above.