10s.
1
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!
2
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!
3
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 clouds and sunshine, O abide with me!
4
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!
