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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. |
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Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. |
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Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. |
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A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. |
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Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. |
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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. |