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.
I need Thy presence ev'ry 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, Lord 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.
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