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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! 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


Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with


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. 5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the

skies; Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vai

shadows flee: In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!

H. F. Lyte.


FATHER Almighty, darkness now is deep


’ning, And we commend us to Thy gracious keep

ing; Oh, may Thine angels guards us in our sleep

Protect us through this night!

2 Blessed Lord Jesus, Thou whose side is riven, Thou by whose wounds our sins are all for

given : Draw us to Thee, to Thy dear self in heaven,

From every sin release!

3 O Holy Spirit, Christ the Son explaining, Who with the Father and the Son art reign

ing, And for us all eternal life art gaining :

Direct us by Thy light!

4 Father, and Son, and Holy Spirit, blending

All Three in One in ages without ending:
Oh, let Thy blessing on us be descending,
Grant us Thy perfect peace!

S. O. Sigmond.


NOW the day is over,

Night is drawing nigh; Shadows of the evening

Steal across the sky.

Jesus, give the weary

Calm and sweet repose; With Thy tend'rest blessing

May mine eyelids close.

2 Grant to little children

Visions bright of Thee;
Guard the sailors, tossing

On the deep blue sea.
Through the long nightwatches

May Thine angels spread
Their white wings above me,

Watching round my bed.

3 When the morning wakens,

Then may I arise
Pure, and fresh, and sinless

In Thy holy eyes.
Glory to the Father,

Glory to the Son,
And to Thee, blest Spirit,

Whilst all ages run.

S. Baring-Gould.



CHRIST who art the light and day, Thy beams chase night's dark shades away; The very Light of light Thou art, Who dost that blessed light impart.

2 All-holy Lord, to Thee we bend,

Thy servants through this night defend,
And grant us calm repose in Thee,
A quiet night from perils free.

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3 Let not dull sleep the soul oppress,

Nor secret foe the heart possess;
Nor Satan's wiles the flesh allure,

And make us in Thy sight impure.
4 Light slumbers let our eyelids take,

The heart to Thee be still awake;
And Thy right hand protection be

To those who love and trust in Thee.
5 O Lord, our strong defense, be nigh;

Bid all the powers of darkness fly;
Preserve and watch o'er us for good,

Whom Thou hast purchased with Thy blood. 6 Remember us, dear Lord, we pray,

Whilst burdened in the flesh we stay;
Thou only canst the soul defend;
Be with us, Savior, to the end.

R. F. Littledale, Tr.



ND whither wilt Thou, Pilgrim dear?

The day's far spent, and night is near :
Come hither, Lord; with me abide,
And bless me now at eventide.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah! 2 To my entreaty pray attend;

I do desire Thee, dearest Friend;
Thou knowest, too, that in my breast
Thou art a well-beloved Guest.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

3 The day is done; the shadows fall,

And darkness spreads its mighty pall:
Come, Light of light, pervade my heart
And nevermore from me depart.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

4 Enlight me, Lord, to find the way

That leads to heav'n and endless day;
Nor let the dismal light of sin
Deceive nor make me err therein.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

5 'Mid death's dread dangers succor me

That mine a peaceful death may be:
Abide with me as heretofore,
Nor leave me, Savior, evermore.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

J. Scheffler.
A. Ramsey, Tr.


"HE sun has long departed,

The day to night doth yield;
And peace, so still and holy,

Broods over house and field.

2 To wearied eyelids gently

The night brings sweetest sleep, And in each little chamber

God's angel watch doth keep.

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