Look on Thy chil-dren from on high, And hear us while we pray. 26 AMEN. 2 Slowly the rays of daylight fade; The hopes in earthly love and joy 3 Let peace, O Lord, Thy peace, O God, Calm and subdue our woes; Through the long day we labor, Lord, O give us now repose. Adelaide Anne Procter, 1862: verse 3, l. 7, alt. fail, and com-forts flee, Help of the help-less, O a bide with me. A-MEN. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; O Thou who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; 4 What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? 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: Rev. Henry F. Lyte, 1847 |