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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.
- Beneath the shadow of thy throne.
The Saints have dwelt-secure.
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
- Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth receive 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,
And our eternal home, be thou
Our guard while troubles last.