168. 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 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, O 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: Henry F. Lyte (1847)
Meter: 10.10.10.10.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1996
Topic: Cross; Darkness; Death (6 more...)
Source: Remains of Henry Francis Lyte, 1850
Tune Information
Name: EVENTIDE
Composer: William H. Monk
Meter: 10.10.10.10.
Key: E♭ Major
Source: Hymns Ancient and Modern,/cite>, 1861



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