Psalm 90 | Hymn and Poetry

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anxiety, English Poetry, faith, gratitude, Isaac watts

Our God, Our Help in Ages Past

Isaac Watts

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 Under the shadow of your throne 
your saints have dwelt secure; 
sufficient is your arm alone, 
and our defense is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood, 
or earth received her frame, 
from everlasting you are God, 
to endless years the same. 

4 A thousand ages in your sight 
are like an evening gone; 
short as the watch that ends the night 
before the rising sun. 

5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
with all their lives and cares,
are carried downward by your flood,
and lost in foll’wing years.

6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 
bears all its sons away; 
they fly forgotten, as a dream 
dies at the op’ning day. 

7 Our God, our help in ages past, 
our hope for years to come:
O be our guard while troubles last, 
and our eternal home.

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