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

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

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, O Lord, abide with me