Our God, Our Help in Ages Past

Our 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 Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure;

Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defense is sure.

Before the hills in order stood Or earth received her frame,

From everlasting Thou art God, To end-less years the same.

A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone,

Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.

Thy word commands our flesh to dust;

"Return, ye sons of men!"

All nations rose from earth at first

And turn to earth again.

Time, like an ever-rolling stream,

Bears all its sons away;

They fly forgotten as a dream

Dies at the opening day.

Like flowery fields the nations stand,

Pleased with the morning light;

The flowers beneath the mower's hand

Lie withering ere 'tis night.

Our God, our Help in ages past,

Our Hope for years to come,

Be Thou our Guard while troubles last

And our eternal Home!

Amen.

Lutheran Hymnal No. 123

Page 27 of the Zion Evangelical Lutheran Church Missouri Synod

1883 - 1983 Centennial Book

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Transcribed by James W. Sternitzky PhD, 2004