I believe that this ‘Hymn’ is universally relevant to anyone who experiences it. Even just the tune can evoke its own very special influences…..
It crosses all boundaries of time, place, situation, race, colour, and creed.. even if that creed is, ‘I don’t know’ or, ‘I can’t accept this or that’.
It can create a serenity in the hardest of hearts, and clarity and comfort to the uncertain ones…
It can also serve as a reinforcement of the many different aspects of faith and spirituality(I avoid the word ‘religion’ with a very definite intention) in those who feel that they can be fairly sure of what they believe… including those with a faith that is strong enough to be open-minded and not necessarily clinging blindly to what they have learned thus far.
This ‘hymn’ will mean different things to different people, and different things at various points in their lives.
Enjoy the music, and ponder the words.
I hope that both will give you strength, no matter who you are, and whatever situation in which you find yourself.
NB… Try not to feel that words such as ‘lord’, ‘thy cross’, ‘Thee’, ‘Thou’, ‘Thy’, ‘Thyself’ , ‘Thy grace’, ‘the tempter’ etc. have necessarily to be ascribed to any particular ‘person’ or belief system, including the obvious mainstream teachings. These words can, and do, mean many different things to different people in many different circumstances….. and every interpretation, if it creates serene and compassionate minds, is absolutely as valid in EVERY instance.
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, oh, 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 pow’r?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, 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;
Heav’n’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Done on 3 tracks, using the jazz electric guitar…
Best reproduction is via headset or hi-fi speakers. …. Tap/click ▶️ On ‘player’ 👇