1. Tarry with me, O my Savior, For the day is passing by;
See, the shades of evening gather,
And the night is drawing nigh.
Tarry with me, blessed Savior;
Leave me not till morning light:
For I’m lonely here without Thee:
Tarry with me through the night.
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Words by Mrs. C. S. Smith / Music by Knowles Shaw

2. Many friends were gathered round me In the bright days of the past;
Tarry With Me, O My Savior
Many friends were gathered round me
In the bright days of the past;
But the grave has closed above them,
And I linger here the last.
Tarry with me, blessed Savior;
Leave me not till morning light:
For I’m lonely here without Thee:
Tarry with me through the night.
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3. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west;
Tarry With Me, O My Savior
Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,
Paler now the glowing west;
Swift the night of death advances:
Shall it be the night of rest?
Tarry with me, blessed Savior;
Leave me not till morning light:
For I’m lonely here without Thee:
Tarry with me through the night.
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