 | James Bacque - 2006 - Страниц: 672
...silent in its bed, he felt the air cool against his cheek. He began to sing and the campers joined in, Abide with me Fast falls the eventide The darkness...comforts flee Help of the helpless O abide with me. They stood still as the singing echoed away. Black spruce speared the yellow sunset, the dry grass... | |
 | Sidonie A. Smith, Julia Watson, Sidonie Smith - 2006 - Страниц: 472
...Still for heaven our spirits prepare; And shortly we all shall know And feel what it is to be there!1 Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide, The darkness...helpers fail, and comforts flee Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me! Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim; its glories... | |
 | Louis F. Benson - 2007 - Страниц: 150
...the spirit and words of Luther's hymn. XV ABIDE WITH ME: FAST FALLS THE EVENTIDE THE TEXT OF THE HYMN 1 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness...glories pass away Change and decay in all around I see; 0 Thou who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; Ills have no... | |
 | Ann Richardson - 2007 - Страниц: 168
...hospice movement says to the dying 'abide with us', as spelled out in the beautiful hymn 'Abide with me': 'Abide with me, fast falls the eventide, The darkness...helpers fail and comforts flee Help of the helpless, abide with me.' Hospices provide palliative care, which tells you to think about the person, rather... | |
 | John Phillips - 2007 - Страниц: 299
...are His. He makes them, He fills them, He controls them. Well might we pray with the hymn writer: 14 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's...glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; Oh, Thou who changest not, abide with me!4 So, then, we are living in a very troubled world (a... | |
 | Martha Christian - 2008 - Страниц: 179
...and she obeyed. Just before she tucked herself into bed for the night, she sang her favorite hymn: Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness...comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change... | |
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