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1906

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Arthur P. Schmidt, Boston 120 Boylston St., Leipzig, New York 136 Fifth Ave.; arr by Arthur Dana

Abstract

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 it's close ebbs out life's little day;

Earth's joys grow dim, it's glories pass away;

Change and decay in all around I see:

O Thou who changest not, abide with me!

I need Thy presence ev'ry 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, Oh, 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 the cross before my closing eyes!

Shine the gloom, and point me to the skies!

Heav'ns morning breaks, And earth's vain shadows flee:

In life and death, O Lord, abide with me.

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