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Thou on my head, in early youth didst smile,
And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee.
On to the close, O 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 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 then 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 and death, O Lord, abide with me!

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O R IEND after friend departs ;
SIG Who hath not lost a friend ?

There is no union here of hearts

That finds not here an end ; Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.

Beyond the flight of time,

Beyond the reign of death, -
There surely is some blessed clime

Where life is not a breath ;
Nor life's affections, transient fire,
Whose sparks fly upwards and expire.

There is a world above,

Where parting is unknown ;
A long eternity of love,

Formed for the good alone ;
And faith beholds the dying, here,
Translated to that glorious sphere !

Thus star by star declines,

Till all are past away,
As morning high and higher shines,

To pure and perfect day:
Nor sink those stars in empty night,
But hide themselves in heaven's own light.

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