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.”