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1 Our GOD, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And my defence is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth receiv'd 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 A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising dawn.
6 [The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their lives and cares,
Are carried downwards by the flood,
And lost in following years.
7 Time like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
8 Like flowery fields the nations stand,
Pleas'd with the morning light;
The flow'rs beneath the mower's hand
Lie withering ere 'tis night.]
9 Our GOD, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home.
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First Line: | Our GOD, our help in ages past |
Title: | Man frail, and GOD eternal |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1785 |
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