Author: Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847 Hymnal: RS2016 #949 (2016) Meter: 10.10.10.10 First Line: Abide with me; fast falls the eventide Lyrics: 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. Topics: Evening Languages: English Tune Title: EVENTIDE
Abide With Me