Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: O God our help in ages past
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Hymn Number: 100
Page Number: 143, click to see hymnal pages
O GOD, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
Beneath the shadow of thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure:
Sufficient is thy 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.
The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward with the flood,
And lost in following years.
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 life shall last,
And our eternal home!