Sun of my soul, my Savior dear,
It is not night if You are near;
Oh may no earth-born cloud arise
Ever to hide You from my eyes!
Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without You I cannot live;
And abide with me when night is nigh,
For without You I dare not die.
Come now and bless us as we wake,
Ere through the world our way we make,
Till in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
(John Keble, adapted in The Night Offices, p. 130)
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