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 I need Thy presence every passing hour What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? I triumph still, if Thou 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!