Hymn 63 - Tarry with Me

Tarry with me, O my Saviour,

For the day is passing by;

See! the shades of evening gather,

And the night is drawing nigh.

Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,

Paler now the glowing west,

Swift the night of death advances;

Shall it be the night of rest?

Let me hear Thy voice behind me,

Calming all these wild alarms;

Let me, underneath my weakness,

Feel the everlasting arms.

Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,

Lord, I cast myself on Thee;

Tarry with me through the darkness;

While I sleep, still watch by me.

REFRAIN

Tarry with me, O my Saviour,

Lay my head upon Thy breast

Till the morning; then awake me –

Morning of eternal rest.