Abide With Me

Songwriter/Composer/Translator Henry Francis Lyte, William Henry Monk

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A--bide with me, fast falls the even tide
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The darkness deepens, Lord with me a-bide
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When other hel-pers fail and comforts flee
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Help of the helpless, O a-bide with me

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

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

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

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