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Abide with me

Henry Francis Lyte, 1847. To be sung to Eventide.

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

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.

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