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Sara Groves
Sara Groves
Klavier
John Mark Nelson
John Mark Nelson
Akustische Gitarre
Aaron Fabbrini
Aaron Fabbrini
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Allison Gaskins
Allison Gaskins
Begleitgesang
Anna Pitts
Anna Pitts
Begleitgesang
Belle Lockrem
Belle Lockrem
Begleitgesang
Ben Kyle
Ben Kyle
Stimme und Gesang
Bethany Hoang
Bethany Hoang
Begleitgesang
Craig Evans
Craig Evans
Banjo
Dan Parotti
Dan Parotti
Begleitgesang
Dwight Colbaugh
Dwight Colbaugh
Begleitgesang
Eden Gamble
Eden Gamble
Begleitgesang
Hatty Hoang
Hatty Hoang
Begleitgesang
Josie Pitts
Josie Pitts
Begleitgesang
Kenni Holmen (The Hornheads)
Kenni Holmen (The Hornheads)
Bassklarinette
Kirby Groves
Kirby Groves
Begleitgesang
Kyle Groves
Kyle Groves
Begleitgesang
Leisha Lockrem
Leisha Lockrem
Begleitgesang
Madi Reimer
Madi Reimer
Begleitgesang
Melanie Pitts
Melanie Pitts
Begleitgesang
Micah Witham
Micah Witham
Begleitgesang
Nancy Colbaugh
Nancy Colbaugh
Begleitgesang
Obadiah Gamble
Obadiah Gamble
Begleitgesang
Ruby Groves
Ruby Groves
Begleitgesang
Troy Groves
Troy Groves
Begleitgesang
Vanessa Gamble
Vanessa Gamble
Begleitgesang
Zach Miller
Zach Miller
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Henry Francis Lyte
Henry Francis Lyte
Texte
William Henry Monk
William Henry Monk
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
John Mark Nelson
John Mark Nelson
Produzent:in

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 abide with me
Thou on my head in early youth didst smile
And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile
Thou hast not left me though I oft left Thee
On to the close, Lord, abide with me
I need Thy presence every passing hour
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be
Through cloud and sunshine, abide with me
I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless
Ills have no weight, tears lose their bitterness
Where is thy sting death? Where grave thy victory?
I triumph still, abide with me
Hold out Thy cross before my closing eyes
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies
Thy morning breaks and earthly shadows flee
In life and death, Lord, abide with me
In life and death, Lord, abide wit
Written by: Henry Francis Lyte, William Henry Monk
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