RitualSong (2nd ed.) ‎#949

949. 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, your 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;
Heav'n'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: Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847
• Meter: 10 10 10 10
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2016
• Topic: Evening

Tune Information

• Name: EVENTIDE
• Composer: William H. Monk, 1823-1889
• Arranger: Evelyn Simpson-Currenton, b. 1953
• Meter: 10 10 10 10
• Key: E♭ Major
• Copyright: Arr. © 2000, GIA Publications, Inc.