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Our shel-ter' from the storm-y blast, And our e - ter - nal

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 A thousand ages in Thy sight

Are like an evening gone;

Short as the watch that ends the night,

Before the rising sun.
5 Time, like an ever rolling stream,

Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream

Dies at the opening day.
6 O God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come!
Be Thou our guard while life shall
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I. Watts, 1719

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J. A. Freylinghausen, 1705

For Thy mer - cy and Thy grace, Constant through an -oth-er year,

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2 Lo, our sins on Thee we cast,

In the pathless wilderness
Thee, our perfect sacrifice;

Be our true and living way.
And, forgetting all the past,
Press toward our glorious prize. 5 Who of us death's awful road

In the coming year shall tread? 3 Dark the future; let Thy light

With Thy rod and staff, O God,
Guide us, bright and morning Star: Comfort Thou his dying bed.
Fierce our foes, and hard the fight;
Arm us, Savior, for the war.

6 Keep us faithful, keep us pure,

Keep us evermore Thine own; 4 In our weakness and distress,

Help, o help us to endure;
Rock of strength, be Thou our stay; Fit us for the promised crown.

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Lead us, heavenly Fa-ther, lead us O’er the world's tempestuous sea;

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Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, For we have no help but Thee;

Yet pos-sess - ing ev - ery bless-ing, If

our God our Father be.

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2 Savior, breathe forgiveness o'er us,

All our weakness Thou dost know;
Thou didst tread this earth before us,
Thou didst feel its keenest woe;

Lone and dreary, faint and weary,
Through the desert Thou didst go.

3 Spirit of our God, descending,

Fill our hearts with heavenly joy,
Love all other love transcending,
Pleasure that can never cloy:

Thus provided, pardoned, guided,
Nothing can our peace destroy.

J. Edmeston. 1821

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2 As God doth lead I am content;

I rest me calmly in His hands; That which He has decreed and sentThat which His will for me com

mands, I would that He should all fulAll: That I should do His gracious will

In living or in dying. 3 As God doth lead I all resign;

I trust me to my Father's will; When reason's rays deceptive shine,

His counsel would I yet fulfillThat which His love ordained as right, Before He brought me to the light,My all to Him resigning.

4 As God doth lead me I abide,

In faith, in hope, in suffering true; His strength is ever by my side

Can aught my hold on Him undo? So patiently I wait and know That God, who doth my life bestow,

In kindness all is sending. 5 As God doth lead I onward go, Though oft 'mid thorns and briers

keen; God does not yet His guidance show

But in the end it shall be seen How, by a loving Father's will, Faithful and true, He leads me still,Thus anchored, faith is resting.

L. Gedicke, 1711

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2 He who is throned in heaven

Derides their preparation;
The Lord upon them pours

His scornful indignation:
Soon shall His voice of wrath

Their souls with terror thrill “Yet I have set my King

On Zion's holy hill."3 Now will I cry aloud

And tell the Lord's great token: Thou art My Son," He saith:

To me the word was spoken: “Yea, Thee have I this day

Begotten: ask of Me,
And Thine the heathen, Thine

Earth's utmost parts shall be:

4 Beneath Thine iron rod

Thy foemen shall be shattered, As by the potter's hand

The broken shreds lie scattered.". Be wise, then, O ye kings,

Ye earthly judges, hear; Serve ye the Lord with awe,

Rejoice with trembling fear. 5 Bow down and kiss the Son,

Lest, if His wrath awaken, Ye fail and fade away,

For evermore forsaken. Soon may His anger burn,

A lightly kindled flame; Then blessed are all they That trust His holy name.

B. H. Kennedy, 1860

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