Hymn 16
Sun of my soul, O Savior dear
Iwo Imọlẹ ọkàn mi
- Sun of my soul, O Savior dear,
It is not night if your are near.
Oh, may no earth bore cloud arise
To hide you from your servant’s eyes. - When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought how, safe from harm,
I rest within my Savior’s arm. - Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without you I cannot live;
Abide with me when night in nigh,
For without you I dare not die. - If some poor wandering child of God
Has spurned today your shepherd’s rod,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
Let him no more lie down in sin. - Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
With blessings from your boundless store;
Be every mourner’s sleep tonight,
Like infant’s slumbers, pure and light. - Come near and bless us when we wake,
As through the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of your love
We lose ourselves in heaven above. Amen.