Sacred Sunday - a Day Late

Had a busy busy busy weekend. Lots of running around, lots of fun stuff - but not much rest other than the time I spent at church yesterday. Our choir sang a beautiful arrangement of Abide With Me 'Tis Eventide and Abide With Me. I love the lyrics of these two hymns.

ABIDE WITH ME 'TIS EVENTIDE

Abide with me; 'tis eventide;

The day is past and gone;

The shadows of the evening fall;

The night is coming on.

Within my heart a welcome guest,

Within my home abide.

O Savior, stay this night with me;

Behold, 'tis eventide.

O Savior, stay this night with me;

Behold, 'tis eventide.

Abide with me; 'tis eventide.

Thy walk today with me

Has made my heart within me burn,

As I communed with thee.

Thy earnest words have filled my soul

And kept me near thy side.

O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.

Abide with me; 'tis eventide,

And lone will be the night

If I cannot commune with thee

Nor find in thee my light.

The darkness of the world, I fear,

Would in my home abide.

O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.

ABIDE WITH ME

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.

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.

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.

I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless;

ills have no weight, and tears not bitterness.

Where is death's sting?

Where, grave, thy victory?

I triumph still, if thou abide with me.

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.