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EVENTIDE. (10 10. 10 10.) đ…—đ…„ = 68. William Henry Monk (1823-1889).

Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847).
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, oh abide with me.
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.
Come not in terrors, as the King of kings; But kind and good, with healing in thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; Come, friend of sinners, and abide with me.

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