Henry F. Lyte, 1847
[Key: B]
Verse 1
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,
O abide with me.
Verse 2
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.
Verse 3
Come now in power,
As the King of kings,
All kind and good,
With healing in Thy wings,
Save from my woes,
And hear O Lord my plea-
Come, Friend of sinners,
And abide with me.
Verse 4
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,
Lord, abide with me.
Verse 5
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.
Verse 6
Hold Thou Thy cross
Before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom
And point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks,
And earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death,
O Lord, abide with me.
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