1 Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide,
for round us falls the eventide;
nor let Thy Word, that heavenly light,
for us be ever veiled in night.
2 In these last days of sore distress
Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness,
That pure we keep -- till life is spent --
Thy holy Word and Sacrament.
3 Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold,
For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold;
Indue Thy Word with power and grace,
And spread its truth in every place.
4 O keep us in Thy Word, we pray;
The guile and rage of Satan stay;
Unto Thy Church grant, Lord, Thy grace,
Peace, concord, patience, fearlessness.
5 O God! how sin's dread works abound!
Throughout the earth no rest is found,
And wide has falsehood's spirit spread,
And error boldly rears its head.
6 Those haughty spirits, Lord, restrain,
That fain would o'er Thy Christians reign,
And always set forth something new,
Devised to change Thy doctrine true.
7 And as the cause and glory, Lord,
Are Thine, not ours, do Thou afford
Us help and strength and constancy;
With all our heart we trust in Thee.
8 A trusty weapon is Thy Word,
Thy Church's buckler, shield, and sword;
Lord, let us by this Word abide,
That we may seek no other guide.
9 O grant that in Thy holy Word
We here may live and die, dear Lord,
And when our journey endeth here,
Receive us into glory there.
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