Thread by @RaveenKr

Abide With Me ...

Henry Francis Lyte, c.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

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2.

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

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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

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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

Abide with me, Abide with me ...

4.

For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet
For days of auld lang syne

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp
And surely I'll be mine
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne

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5.
And there's a hand, my trusty fiere
And gie's a hand o' thine
And we'll tak a right gude-willy waught
For auld lang syne

For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne

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6.

For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne ...

~ Robert Burns, c.1788