Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amy Robbins-Wilson
Amy Robbins-Wilson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Henry Monk
William Henry Monk
Composer
Henry Francis Lyte
Henry Francis Lyte
Lyrics

Lyrics

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Helper of the helpless, Lord abide with me.
I need thy presence every passing hour.
What but thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who like thyself my guide and strength can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless,
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Death where is thy sting? Where, grave, the victory?
I triumph still, if you’ll abide with me.
Hold thou thy love 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.
Written by: Henry Francis Lyte, Samuel Liddle, William Henry Monk
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