Text 1Jesus, I my cross have taken,all to leave and follow Thee.All things else I have forsaken,Thou from hence my all shall be.Perish every fond ambition,all I’ve sought or hoped or known.Yet how rich is my condition!God and Heaven are still mine own. 2Let the world despise and leave me,they have left my Savior, too.Human…
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Text 1Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide!When other helpers fail and comforts flee,Help of the helpless, O abide with me. 2Swift 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…