Abide With Me

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, oh abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;

Earth’s joys dim, its glories pass away;

Change and decay in all around I see;

O thou who changest not, 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 Thour Abide in me.

Hold then 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 in me.