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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 2, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 43.

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Abide With Me

By Pearl Brunzen James

Abide with me, for life has just begun, Not many years have round their cycle run; Riding the main, hid shoals I cannot see, But Thou who guidest, oh, abide with me. Stay by my side, youth would go on its way, Storms not molesting, nor the rocks that lay Athwart the pathway of life's troublous sea. Pilot, who faileth not, abide with me.
Abide with me when life's meridian sun Beams e'er so kindly on a trophy won— Won from the sins which crowd on life's wide sea, Help of my helpless craft, abide with me. This human bark has been so tempest tossed, Only for Thee it never would have crossed Over the angry, foam-lashed, fevered sea; Wilt Thou the rest of life abide with me.
Abide with me when life's sun westward wanes, When I shall sleep from sorrow's cares and pains. Thou who art Master Mariner of the sea, Be still my helper, and abide with me. When faints my step, my hoary head is low, When on the way where threescore winters go, When in death's valley my aged form shall be, Help of the ages, oh, abide with me.
— Pearl Brunzen James.