The Prayer of the
Broken Heart
Great
hymns often make great prayers. The
richness of the lyrics and, especially with the old ones, the realism and
dependence on God they exhibit cry out to be turned to prayer. Surely none more so than ‘Abide With Me’ by
Henry Francis Lyte. Written as he lay
near death at a young age it cries out to God to never, ever leave, even in the
face of death and the loss of all life’s pleasures. It is a beautiful prayer of someone who has lost all his illusions about the treasures of this world and broken-hearted, cries out for the constant presence of the God who never leaves.
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.
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Father,
abide with me. Stay with me Lord as the evening
grows ever closer. Darkness deepens
Lord, it threatens to overwhelm me. Do
not leave me now Father, not now when those I care more about have left
me. Do not leave me now when all the
comforts and treasures of my life here on earth have vanished like the ebbing
day. Oh Father stay with me. I am so helpless, so broken and weak Lord and
yet You are the one who helps the helpless.
You are the one who gives grace to the humble. I have been so greatly humbled Lord. Give me grace I pray. Abide with me.