I played this song when I first learned a band instrument. We sang it yesterday at an Ash Wednesday service and after the Florida high school shooting it seems that more powerful.
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
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 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
Abide with me, abide with me
Songwriters: Henry Francis Lyte / Will Henry Monk
Abide with Me lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Reading for the Day:
Psalm 95, 31, 35
Eze 18:1-4, 25-32