Sweet Is The Infant's Waking Smile, And

Pride Of The Dewy Morning, The Swain's Experienced Eye From Thee Takes Timely Warning. Nor Trusts The Gorgeous Sky.

Abide With Me From Morn To Eve, / For Without Thee I Cannot Live: / Abide With Me When Night Is Nigh. / For Without Thee I Dare Not Die.

When You Find Yourself Overpowered, As It Were, By Melancholy, The Best Way Is To Go Out And Do Something.

The Voice That Breathed O'er Eden, That Earliest Wedding Day.

And Help Us, This And Every Day, To Live More Nearly As We Pray.