Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide

1 Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide,
For round us falls the even-tide;
Nor let Thy Word, that heavenly light,
For us be ever veiled in night.

2 In these last days of sore distress
Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness,
That pure we keep, till life is spent,
Thy holy Word and Sacrament.

3 Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold,
For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold;
Indue Thy Word with power and grace,
And spread its truth in every place.

4 O keep us in Thy Word, we pray;
The guile and rage of Satan stay;
Unto Thy Church grant, Lord, Thy grace,
Peace, concord, patience, fearlessness.

5 O God! how sin's dread works abound!
Throughout the earth no rest is found.
And wide has falsehood's spirit spread,
And error boldly rears its head.

6 Those haughty spirits, Lord, restrain,
Who e'er Thy Church with might would reign,
And always set forth something new,
Devised to change Thy doctrine true.

7 And since the cause and glory, Lord,
Are Thine, not ours, do thou afford
Us help and strength and constancy;
With all our heart we trust in Thee.

8 A trusty weapon is Thy Word,
Thy Church's buckler, shield, and sword;
Lord, let us in the Word abide,
That we may seek no other guide.