190. ABIDE with me! fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide. When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; O Thou, who changest not, abide with me! Thou on my head in early youth didst smile, I need Thy presence every passing hour; Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; men. CULBACH. 8, 7, 8, 7. From TÖPLER'S Old Choral Melodies. (HAVERGAL'S Old Church Psalmody.) ер 192. AVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, Sin and want we come confessing; Should swift death this night o'ertake us, The day is done, its hours have run; Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toil'd, And care is light, for Thou hast cared: Ah! never let our works be soil'd With strife, or by deceit ensnared. Through life's long day and death's dark night, For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful, unto Thee we call ; O let Thy mercy make us glad; Thou art our JESUS, and our All! Through life's long day and death's dark night, Sweet Saviour! bless us! night is come, Through night and darkness near us be; Good Angels watch about our home, And we are one day nearer Thee. Through life's long day and death's dark night, A 2. men. |