1 O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home! 2 Under the shadow of thy throne, Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust: “Return, ye sons of men;” All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. 5 Time, like an ever rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 6 O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home!
Issac Watts, 1674 – 1748, Tune: St. Anne C.M. 86. 86
Psalm 90:1–2 (NKJV)
1 Lord, You have been our dwelling place in all generations.
2 Before the mountains were brought forth,
Or ever You had formed the earth and the world,
Even from everlasting to everlasting, You are God.
James 4:15 (NKJV)
15 Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we shall live and do this or that.”