4 I need thee every hour; Teach me thy will; And thy rich promises In me fulfil. _I need thee, O I need thee,_ _Every hour I need thee;_ _O bless me now, my Saviour,_ _I come to thee!_ 5 I need thee every hour, Most Holy One; O make me thine indeed, Thou blessed Son! _I need thee, O I need thee,_ _Every hour I need thee;_ _O bless me now, my Saviour,_ _I come to thee!_ Amen. 3. (5) 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, O abide with me. 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. 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? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 4 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. 5 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. Amen. 4. (7) 1 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near; O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant’s eyes. 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour’s breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store; Be every mourner’s sleep to-night, Like infant’s slumbers, pure and light. 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above. Amen. 5. (9) 1 Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh, Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky. 2 Jesus, give the weary Calm and sweet repose; With thy tenderest blessing May our eyelids close. 3 Grant to little children Visions bright of thee; Guard the sailors tossing On the deep, blue sea. 4 Comfort every sufferer Watching late in pain; Those who plan some evil From their sin restrain. 5 Through the long night watches, May thine angels spread Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed.