Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
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The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
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When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
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Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
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Swift to its close ebbs out life¡¯s little day;
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Earth¡¯s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
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Change and decay in all around I see;
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O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
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Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
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But as Thou dwell¡¯st with Thy disciples, Lord,
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Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
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Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.
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Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
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But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings;
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Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea.
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Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.
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Thou on my head in early youth didst smile,
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And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
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Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee.
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On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.
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I need Thy presence every passing hour.
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What but Thy grace can foil the tempter¡¯s power?
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Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
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Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
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I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
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Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
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Where is death¡¯s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
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I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
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Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
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Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
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Heaven¡¯s morning breaks, and earth¡¯s vain shadows flee;
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In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
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Abide With Me
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Emeli Sande |