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Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #785 (1868) Topics: Old Age Scripture: Luke 24:29
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Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #785 (1868) Topics: Old Age Scripture: Luke 24:29
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Tarry with me, O my Saviour!

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #1216 (1868) Topics: Old Age Scripture: Luke 24:29
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Tarry with me, O my Saviour!

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #1216 (1868) Topics: Old Age Scripture: Luke 24:29
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My God, my everlasting hope!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #454 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old; Prayer of the aged Lyrics: 1 My God, my everlasting hope! I live upon thy truth; Thine hands have held my childhood up, And strengthen'd all my youth. 2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r, And shows thy skill divine; And from my mother’s painful hour, I’ve been entirely thine. 3 Still has my life new wonders seen In each revolving year: Behold, my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 4 Cast me not off, when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise: And round me let thy glory shine, Whene’er thy servant dies. Languages: English
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Eternal Sire, enthron'd on high!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #455 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old; Prayer of the aged Lyrics: 1 Eternal Sire, enthon'd on high! Whom heav'nly hosts adore, Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh: Thy presence I implore. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart? 3 O guide me down the steep of age, And keep my passions cool; Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practise ev'ry rule. 4 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age; And leave a savour of thy name, When I shall quit the stage. 5 That solemn day is hast'ning on; My frame must soon decay. My friends, my youth's companions gone, Can I expect to stay? 6 My God! O smooth the mortal hour; On thee my hope depends. Support me with almighty pow'r While dust to dust descends. 7 Then let my soul, O gracious God! Ascend to realms of day; And in that sacred blest abode Its endless anthems pay. Languages: English

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