Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #383: Abide With Me; Fast Falls The Eventide

Hymn #382 Hymn #384

Reliance and Devotion

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383 (P.M.) Henry Lyte

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, oh, 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 ev'ry passing hour;

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r?

Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?

Through cloud and sunshine, oh, 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 word 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, abide with me.

Hymn #382 Hymn #384