Text: | Abide with me; fast falls the eventide |
Author: | Henry F. Lyte |
Tune: | EVENTIDE |
Composer: | William H. Monk |
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, oh, abide with me!
2 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free,
Come, not to sojourn,but abide with me.
3 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.
4 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!
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Abide with me; fast falls the eventide |
Author: | Henry F. Lyte (1847) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1899 |
Topic: | Abiding of Christ with Believers; Christ: Presence of; Evening(1 more...) |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | EVENTIDE |
Composer: | William H. Monk |
Meter: | 10s |