109 - O God, our help in ages past
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 defense 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 A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.
6 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their lives and cares,
Are carried downwards by the flood,
And lost in foll'wing years.
7 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the op'ning day.
8 Like flow'ry fields the nations stand
Pleased with the morning light;
The flow'rs beneath the mower's hand
Lie with'ring ere 'tis night.
9 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be Thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home.

Tekst: Isaac Watts
Muziek: William Croft
Nederlandse vertaling: Bundel Johan de Heer - lied 333, Gezang 293,
Liedboek voor de kerken - lied 397 - O God, die droeg ons voorgeslacht
Schrift: Psalm 90:1