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 every passing hour
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r
Who like Thyself my Guide and Stay can be
Thro 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 thro 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
Henry F Lyte
William H Monk
