As Australia remembered the centenary of the landing at Gallipoli by the ANZAC forces many services were held around the nation to extraordinarily large attendances.
At some the Gospel was clearly held forth in Scripture, prayer, song, and word. At others less clearly.
Here in Mount Gambier the Gospel was shared with clarity.
A song like abide with me contains indelible pointers to matters eternal, a complement to a presentation of Jesus’ saving work.
(I do wish that hymns sung at public services could be set to lower keys and have strong vocal leading.)

The lyrics:
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, O 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 Lord who changes not, abide with me.
I need your presence every passing hour.
What but your grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who like yourself my guide and strength can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me.
I fear no foe with you at hand to bless,
though ills have weight, and tears their bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, your victory?
I triumph still, if you abide with me.
Hold now your Word before my closing eyes.
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee;
in life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

Here’s a simple version from Don Moen (from his album Hymnbook)

As a bonus, here’s an Indelible Grace retune.

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