Abide With Me
TEXT: Henry Lyte, 1847
MUSIC: William H. Monk, 1861
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Lyrics:
VERSE 1:
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.
VERSE 2:
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.
VERSE 3:
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.
VERSE 4:
Hold Thou 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, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
MUSIC: William H. Monk, 1861
3_CON_Abide With Me_S
There are three congregational arrangements of “Abide With Me”:
- violin-cello duet with piano in Eb
- full for orchestra and piano in D
- rhythm band: lead sheet and solo violin in D
The piano scores are identical between arrangements 1 and 2, except for the different key.
Note: the hymnal score does not match the piano/instrumental scores.
piano score1. violin-cello duet score and parts2. full orchestration - score and parts3. lead sheet3. solo violin3. lead-violin scorehymnal scoreinstrumental hymnal score
Lyrics:
VERSE 1:
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.
VERSE 2:
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.
VERSE 3:
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.
VERSE 4:
Hold Thou 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, in death, O Lord, abide with me.