321- Sun of My Soul
Sun of my soul, O Saviour dear!
It is not night if Thou be near;
O may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes.
When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My weary eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought—how sweet to rest
Forever on my Saviour’s breast!
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.
Be near and bless me when I wake,
Ere through the world our way we take;
Till in the ocean of Thy love
I lose myself in heaven above.