This is one of the many beautiful evening hymns that are gathering dust. This is a rocked up version, but the tune is true to the original. A refrain has been added.
Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories fade away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide,
The darkness deepens, Lord, with me abide!
I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide,
The darkness deepens, Lord, with me abide!
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 abides with me.
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide,
The darkness deepens, Lord, with me abide!
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, Lord, abide with me.
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, Lord, abide with me;
Abide with me;
Abide with me.