1. A- bide with me; fast falls the ev- en- tide; The dark- ness deep- ens; Lord with me a- bide. When o- ther help- ers fail and com- forts flee, Help of the help- less, O a- bide with me.

2. Swift to its close ebbs out life's lit- tle day; Earth's joys grow dim; its glor- ies pass a- way; Change and de- cay in all a- round I see; O Thou who chan- gest not, a- bide with me.

3. Not a brief glance I beg, a pass- ing word; But as Thou dwell'st with Thy dis- ci- ples, Lord, Fa- mil- iar, con- des- cend- ing, pa- tient, free. Come not to so- journ, but a- bide with me.

4. Come not in ter- rors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with heal- ing in Thy wings, Tears for all woes, a heart for ev- ery plea? Come, Friend of sin- ners, and thus bide with me.

5. Thou on my head in ear- ly youth didst smile; And, though re- bell- ious and per- verse mean- while, Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee, On to the close, O Lord, a- bide with me.