Abide With Me
Backgrounder: Henry Lyte wore
out when he was 54 years old,
an obscure pastor who laboured
for 23 years in a poor church
in a fishing village in Devonshire
England. This hymn was written
shortly before his death in 1847,
was inspired by the words of
the two disciples met by Jesus
on the road to Emmaus: Stay the night with us, since it’s getting late (Luke 24:49). It was eventide
for Lyte & he felt very much alone.
But he was not alone; for the Lord
is “the help of the helpless”,
our guide and security. And He
will never leave us nor forsake us.
Lord, abide with me:
The one thing I ask of the Lord,
the thing I seek most – is to live
in the house of the Lord all the
days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to inquire
in His Temple. For in time of
trouble, He shall hide me in the
secret place of His Tabernacle,
He shall set me high upon
a rock (Psa 27:4-5).
Thank You ALMIGHTY GOD for giving us the hymn: Abide With
Me for it soothes and heals the
soul. It reassures hope beyond
yet unaccomplished desires.
Such a powerful song and cry
of helplessness that the Lord cannot turn His back but attend to. For Surely Help comes to the
helpless who Looks to the Lord,
who is both Loving and Almighty!
Lord, at times when I feel weary
as burdens lay heavily as not having the solution yet & fear the
future, this hymn speaks to me.
It gives hope & encouragement,
and reconnects me to the
Source of hope and peace.
And heaviness of heart gives way to relief & hope as I listen to the song and join in singing the lyrics.
I can only say that our God is real, caring, faithful & He has touched me with His love. For in life and
in death, the Lord Abide With Me!
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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.
I need Thy presence every
passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil
the tempter’ power?
Who like Thyself, my guide
and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine,
Lord 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.
Backgrounder: Henry Lyte wore
out when he was 54 years old,
an obscure pastor who laboured
for 23 years in a poor church
in a fishing village in Devonshire
England. This hymn was written
shortly before his death in 1847,
was inspired by the words of
the two disciples met by Jesus
on the road to Emmaus: Stay the night with us, since it’s getting late (Luke 24:49). It was eventide
for Lyte & he felt very much alone.
But he was not alone; for the Lord
is “the help of the helpless”,
our guide and security. And He
will never leave us nor forsake us.
Lord, abide with me:
The one thing I ask of the Lord,
the thing I seek most – is to live
in the house of the Lord all the
days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to inquire
in His Temple. For in time of
trouble, He shall hide me in the
secret place of His Tabernacle,
He shall set me high upon
a rock (Psa 27:4-5).
Thank You ALMIGHTY GOD for giving us the hymn: Abide With
Me for it soothes and heals the
soul. It reassures hope beyond
yet unaccomplished desires.
Such a powerful song and cry
of helplessness that the Lord cannot turn His back but attend to. For Surely Help comes to the
helpless who Looks to the Lord,
who is both Loving and Almighty!
Lord, at times when I feel weary
as burdens lay heavily as not having the solution yet & fear the
future, this hymn speaks to me.
It gives hope & encouragement,
and reconnects me to the
Source of hope and peace.
And heaviness of heart gives way to relief & hope as I listen to the song and join in singing the lyrics.
I can only say that our God is real, caring, faithful & He has touched me with His love. For in life and
in death, the Lord Abide With Me!
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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.
I need Thy presence every
passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil
the tempter’ power?
Who like Thyself, my guide
and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine,
Lord 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.