From: Guitar Picker -
Abide With Me

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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.

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.

I need Thy prescence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who like Thy self my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me.

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.

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.