O God, our help in ages past
Our hope for years to come
Our shelter from the stormy blast
And our eternal home.
Under the shadow of thy throne
Thy Saints have dwelt secure
Sufficient is thine arm alone
And our defence is sure.
Before the hills in order stood
Or earth received her frame
From everlasting thou art God
To endless years the same.
A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream
Bears all its sons away
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past
Our hope for years to come
Be Thou our guard while troubles last
And our eternal home.
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O God, our help in ages past
Our hope for years to come
Our shelter from the stormy blast
And our eternal home.
Under the shadow of thy throne
Thy Saints have dwelt secure
Sufficient is thine arm alone
And our defence is sure.
Before the hills in order stood
Or earth received her frame
From everlasting thou art God
To endless years the same.
A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream
Bears all its sons away
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past
Our hope for years to come
Be Thou our guard while troubles last
And our eternal home.
Our hope for years to come
Our shelter from the stormy blast
And our eternal home.
Under the shadow of thy throne
Thy Saints have dwelt secure
Sufficient is thine arm alone
And our defence is sure.
Before the hills in order stood
Or earth received her frame
From everlasting thou art God
To endless years the same.
A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream
Bears all its sons away
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past
Our hope for years to come
Be Thou our guard while troubles last
And our eternal home.
Writer: PAUL MICKELSON, WILLIAM CROFT
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Universal Music Publishing Group