Abide with me, fast falls the even tide
The darkness deepens, Lord, with me abide
When other help ersfail, and comforts flee
Help of the helpless, oh, a bide with me
I need thy presence every passing hour
What but thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r
Who like thy self my guide and stay canbe
Through cloud and sunshine, oh, a bide with me
Swift toit's close ebbs out life's little day
Earth's joys grow dim, it's glories pass away
Change and decayin all around I see
O Thou who changest not, a bide with me
Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word
But as thoud well's twith thy disciples, Lord
Familiar, condescending, patient, free
Come not to so journ, but a bide with me
Come not in terror, as the King of Kings
But kind and good, with he alingin thy wings
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea
Come, Friend of sinners, thus a bide with me
Thou on my head in every you thdidst smile
And though rebelliou sand perverse mean while
Thouh ast not left me, of tas I left thee
On to the close, O Lord, a bide with me
I fear no foe, with the eath and to bless
I shave no weight, and tears no bit terness
Where is death's Sting, where, grave, thy victory
I triumph still, If thou a bide with me
Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies
Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee
In life, in death, O Lord, a bide with me