Daily Hymn ~ O God, our help in ages past

O God, our help in ages past O God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come, our shelter from the stormy blast, and our eternal home: Under the shadow of your throne your saints have dwelt secure; sufficient is your arm alone, and our defense is sure. Before the hills in order stood, or earth received her frame, from everlasting you are God, to endless years the same. A thousand ages in your 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 op'ning day. O God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come: be thou our guard while troubles last, and our eternal home. Text: Issac Watts (1674-1748) Music: William Croft (1678-1727)