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Abide with Me: Fast Falls the Eventide

Henry Francis Lyte·Modern

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, oh, abide with me!

Verse 2

Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as thou dwell’st with thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free,
Come, not to sojourn, but 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?
Thro’ cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!

Verse 4

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!

Henry Francis Lyte, “Abide with Me: Fast Falls the Eventide”

HL
Abide with Me: Fast Falls the Eventide

Henry Francis Lyte·Modern

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, oh, abide with me!

Verse 2

Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as thou dwell’st with thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free,
Come, not to sojourn, but 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?
Thro’ cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!

Verse 4

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!

JE
Another Day Begun!

John Ellerton·Modern

Verse 1

Another day begun!
Lord, grant us grace that we,
Before the setting of the sun,
Redeem the time for Thee.

Verse 2

Another day of toil!
To Thee we yield our powers;
Keep Thou our souls from guilty soil
Through all the passing hours.

Verse 3

Another day of fear!
For watchful is our foe,
And sin is strong, and death is near,
And short our time below.

Verse 4

Another day of hope!
For Thou art with us still,
And Thine almighty strength can cope
With all who seek our ill.

Verse 5

Another day of grace
To help us on our way!
One step towards the resting-place,
The eternal Sabbath-day.

Verse 1

As the sun doth daily rise,
Brightening all the morning skies,
So to Thee with one accord
Lift we up our hearts, O Lord!

Verse 2

Day by day provide us food,
For from Thee come all things good:
Strength unto our souls afford
From Thy living Bread, O Lord!

Verse 3

Be our Guard in sin and strife;
Be the Leader of our life;
Lest like sheep we stray abroad,
Stay our wayward feet, O Lord!

Verse 4

Quickened by the Spirit’s grace
All Thy holy will to trace,
While we daily search Thy word,
Wisdom true impart, O Lord!

Verse 5

When the sun withdraws his light,
When we seek our beds at night,
Thou, by sleepless hosts adored,
Hear the prayer of faith, O Lord!

Verse 6

Praise we, with the heavenly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
Thee would we with one accord
Praise and magnify, O Lord!

TK
Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun

Thomas Ken·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Verse 2

Awake, lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praises to th’ eternal King.

Verse 3

Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me when I slept;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.

Verse 4

Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.

Thomas Ken, “Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun”

TK
Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun

Thomas Ken·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Verse 2

Thy precious time misspent redeem;
Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care;
For the great day thyself prepare.

Verse 3

By influence of the light Divine
Let thy own light to others shine;
Reflect all heaven’s propitious rays
In ardent love and cheerful praise.

Verse 4

Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long, unwearied, sing
High praise to the Eternal King.

Verse 5

All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me whilst I slept:
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless light partake.

Verse 6

Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

Verse 7

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host:
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Thomas Ken, “Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun”

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Christ, Whose Glory Fills the Skies

Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o’er the shades of night;
Day-spring from on high, be near;
Day-star, in my heart appear.

Verse 2

Dark and cheerless is the morn,
Unaccompanied by Thee;
Joyless is the day’s return
Till Thy mercy’s beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes and warm my heart.

Verse 3

Visit, then, this soul of mine;
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill me, Radiancy Divine;
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.

Charles Wesley, “Christ, Whose Glory Fills the Skies”

Verse 1

Come, my soul, thou must be waking;
Now is breaking
O’er the earth another day:
Come to Him who made this splendor;
See thou render
All thy feeble powers can pay.

Verse 2

Pray that He may prosper ever
Each endeavor,
When thine aim is good and true;
But that He may ever thwart thee,
And convert thee,
When thou evil wouldst pursue.

Verse 3

Think that He thy ways beholdeth;
He unfoldeth
Every fault that lurks within;
Every stain of shame glossed over
Can discover,
And discern each deed of sin.

Verse 4

Mayest thou on life’s last morrow,
Free from sorrow,
Pass away in slumber sweet;
And, released from death’s dark sadness,
Rise in gladness,
That far brighter Sun to greet.

Verse 5

Only God’s free gifts abuse not,
Light refuse not,
But His Spirit’s voice obey;
Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding
Light enfolding
All things in unclouded day.

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