Abide with me, fast falls the eventide,
Keep safe my loved ones, be their strength and guide.
If never more my own dear land I see,
O thou who changest not, abide with me!
One life I have to give, it is my all—
And God be with me, if I live or fall!
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
In stranger lands, O Lord, abide with me!
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day,
Dear hearts, forget me not when far away;
Upon the battlefield, upon the sea,
Whate’er my fate, O Lord, abide with me!
So breathed the sad strains of the parting hymn,
Farewells were said, and eyes with tears grew dim;
“Abide with me”—a prayer it seemed to be—
In Life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!