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 grow dim, its glories pass away;

Change and decay in all around I see;

O Thou, who changest not, 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;

Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide 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, Oh, 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.

Be Thou Thyself 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!