455. Abide with me; Fast Falls the 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 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; Fast Falls the Eventide
Author: Rev. Henry F. Lyte (1847)
Meter: 10 10 10 10
Language: English
Publication Date: 1934
Topic: Anxiety; Brevity And Frailty Of Life; Communion with Christ (12 more...)
Tune Information
Name: EVENTIDE
Composer: William H. Monk (1861)
Meter: 10 10 10 10
Key: E♭ Major



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