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.
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.
Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word;
But as Thou
dwell¡¦st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending,
patient, free.
Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.
Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
But kind and
good, with healing in Thy wings,
Tears for all woes, a heart
for every plea¡X
Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide 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, 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.
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.
