I think one reason I find Abide With Me so poignant, is because it was written by someone who knew he was dying.
As an aside, I was somehow very moved to hear it played back in about 1974, at the first military tattoo ever held in Oman, where I’d moved to with dh as a newlywed.
The military band who played it was new - like many things in Oman at the time - and not exactly note-perfect, but I was amazed to hear it at all, at an official do in a Muslim country.
I can only assume that Sultan Qaboos, who was present at the event, had become fond of it during his years at Sandhurst.
I also well remember him laughing his head off at the antics of the U.K. White Helmets motorbike team - which I believe were disbanded some years ago - such a shame, they were brilliant.