Christ My Song - 198
Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear - Sun of my Soul
(John Keble/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
Sun of my Soul.
2. When round thy wondrous works below
my searching rapturous glance I throw,
tracing out wisdom, power, and love,
in earth or sky, in stream or grove;
3. or, by the light thy words disclose,
watch time's full river as it flows,
scanning thy gracious providence,
where not too deep for mortal sense;
4. when with dear friends sweet talk I hold,
and all the flowers of life unfold, –
let not my heart within me burn,
except in all I thee discern!
5. When the soft dews of kindly sleep
my wearied eyelids gently steep,
be my last thought, how sweet to rest
for ever on my Saviour's breast!
6. Abide with me from morn till eve,
for without thee I cannot live!
Abide with me when night is nigh,
for without thee I cannot die!
7. Thou Framer of the light and dark,
steer through the tempest thine own ark!
Amid the howling wintry sea
we are in port if we have thee.
8. The rulers of this Christian land,
'twixt thee and us ordained to stand,
guide thou their course, O Lord! aright;
let all do all as in thy sight!
9. Oh! by thine own sad burden, borne
so meekly up the hill of scorn,
teach thou thy priests their daily cross
to bear as thine, nor count it loss!
10. 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!
11. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor
with blessings from thy boundless store!
Be every mourner's sleep tonight
like infant's slumber, pure and light!
12. 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!
John Keble, in: Schaff, Philip: Christ in Song, 1870, 448-450.