Hymnal EYC 2026

3Abide With Me

Evening Worship

Henry F. Lyte, 1847William H. Monk, 1861

1

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!

2

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!

3

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, O abide with me!

4

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!