Laudes Domini ‎#136

136. Evening of Life

1 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!

2 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.

3 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.

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!

Text Information

• First Line: Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day
• Title: Evening of Life
• Author: Henry F. Lyte
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1888
• Scripture:
  Acts 7:59
• Topic: Close of Service; Communion of Saints: With God

Tune Information

• Name: EVENTIDE
• Composer: W. H. Monk
• Meter: 10s
• Key: E Major