Have you not known, have you not heard that firm remains on high the everlasting throne of him who formed the earth and sky? Are you afraid his pow’r shall fail when comes thine evil day? And can an all-creating arm grow weary or decay? Supreme in wisdom as in...
O God, the Rock of Ages, who evermore hast been, what time the tempest rages, our dwelling place serene: before thy first creations, O Lord, the same as now, to endless generations the Everlasting Thou! Our years are like the shadows on sunny hills that lie, or...
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...
