ABIDE WITH ME: FAST FALLS THE EVENTIDE

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.


I need thy presence ev'ry passing hour;

What but thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r?

Who like thyself my guide and stay can be?

Through cloud and sunshine, O 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:

Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee:

In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.