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
Hold Thou Thy 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, oh Lord, abide with me
Amen
Writer(s): Henry Francis Lyte, Will Henry Monk, Cecil Milner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
