O God, Our Help in Ages Past

Verse 1

Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home:

Verse 2

Under the shadow of your throne Your saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is your arm alone, And our defense is sure.

Verse 3

Before the hills in order stood Or Earth received her frame, From everlasting you are God, To endless years the same.

Verse 4

A thousand ages in your sight Are like an evening gone, Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.

Verse 5

Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op’ning day.

Verse 6

Like flow’ry fields the nations stand, Pleased with the morning light; The flow’rs beneath the mower’s hand Lie with’ring ere ’tis night.

Verse 7

Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last And our eternal home.