440. Abide with Me

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.

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.

3 I need thy presence ev'ry passing hour;
what but thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r?
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

4 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.

5 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.

Text Information
First Line: Abide with me: fast falls the eventide
Title: Abide with Me
Author: H. F. Lyte (1847)
Meter: 10 10.10 10
Language: English
Publication Date: 1985
Scripture: ;
Tune Information
Name: EVENTIDE
Composer: W. H. Monk (1861)
Meter: 10 10.10 10
Key: E♭ Major



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