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 you who changest not, abide with me.
3.
I need your presence every passing hour.
What but your grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like yourself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me.
4.
I fear no foe, with you at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, your victory?
I triumph still, if you abide with me.
5.
Hold up your 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 with me.
Abide With Me; Fast Falls The Eventide Lyrics
Author: Henry Francis Lyte (1847)