Abide with me from the morning till the evening
Abide with me when the night is high
Be my last sight and sweet to rest
Forever on your warm decaying breastSee you blind
Behold your savior's come
Dance for death
You lame in the morning firesAnd be a ghost in the sky
A ghost in the sky
Be a ghost in the sky
A ghost in the skyWhen grace has purified my blindness
It could be fresh and new and glorious
Will my bleeding ears be rung with joy
Or are they just plain spent and well destroyedSee you blind
Behold your savior's come
Dance for death
You lame in the morning firesAnd be a ghost in the sky
A ghost in the sky
Be a ghost in the sky
A ghost in the skyBe a ghost in the sky
A ghost in the sky
Be a ghost in the sky
A ghost in the skyBe a ghost in the sky
Be a ghost in the sky
Be a ghost in the sky
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