The Hymnal ‎#18

18. 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, 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, 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.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Abide with me: fast falls the eventide
• Author: Henry F. Lyte (1847)
• Meter: Four 10s
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1916
• Topic: Daily Prayer: Evening; Burial of the Dead

Tune Information

• Name: EVENTIDE
• Composer: William H. Monk (1861)
• Meter: Four 10s
• Incipit: 33215 65543 34565
• Key: E♭ Major