Abide with me! fast falls the eventide

lyricist: Henry Francis Lyte
Composer: William Henry Monk

Abide with me! fast falls the eventide;

The darkness deepens; Lord

with me abide!

When other 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 pass away;

Change and decay in all around I see;

O Thou who changest not

abide with me.

Come not in terrors

as the King of kings;

But kind and good

with healing in Thy wings:

Tears for all woes

a heart for every plea;

Come

Friend of sinners

thus abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour:

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?

Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?

Through cloud and sunshine

oh

abide with me.

I fear no foe

with Thee at hand to bless:

Ills have no weight

and tears no bitterness:

Where is death’s sting? where

grave

thy victory?

I triumph still

if Thou abide with me.

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