Sunday 18 December 2011

Heavy Heart

Tonight I am praying for the family next to us who just lost their son. I am so sad for them.

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 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 pow’r?
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 no 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;
Heav’n’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

2 comments:

  1. oh...so heartbreaking :(

    praying for all of you...

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  2. Kate,
    That hymn was written by Henry Francis Lyte, who was an old boy at your grandfather Hugh's and my old school at Potroa in Enniskillen in Ireland. We sang the first verse every Sunday night after evening prayers.
    These are powerful words and the tune is special too. I'm so glad it means much to you too.
    Stu

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