IW
Verse 1
O 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 thy throne,
Still may we dwell secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.
Verse 3
Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.
Verse 4
A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.
Verse 5
The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in following years.