1. Tarry with me, O my Saviour! For the day is passing by;
2. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west,
See! the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh.
Swift the night of death advances; Shall it be the night of rest?

3. Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,
Lord, I cast myself on thee;
Tarry with me through the darkness;
While I sleep, still watch by me.

4. Tarry with me, O my Saviour!
Lay my head upon thy breast,
Till the morning; then awake me,
Morning of eternal rest!