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The
Revd. Henry Fromer Lyte wrote the words of this beautiful hymn after witnessing
the death of a close friend. It was found after Henry's death in 1847 and
published in 1850. Later William Henry Monk set it to his tune Eventide
and published it in 1861.
In
April 1927 Cardiff City's 1-0 victory over Arsenal took football's oldest trophy
out of England for the first time. Another first was that King George V was one
of the 100,000 crowd who sang Abide With Me at the same Wembley final.
Well into the television age Abide With Me was adopted as the finale of
the Wembley Stadium Cup Final sing-along, conducted by 'the man in the white
suit', and seen and heard by millions all round the world. This long standing
tradition was eventually overtaken by the fans themselves who insisted on their
own supporters' chants. Do feel
free to join in now,
as a supporter of good hymns (or a football supporter) or both! .
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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, O 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;
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!
Now,
how do you feel about witnessing A
Nightmare?
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