O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.

The evening comes, the sun is sunk and gone,
And all things lie in stillness and in rest.
And thou my soul, for thee one rest alone
Remaineth ever on the Father’s breast.

Come, gracious Spirit, heavnly Dove,
With light and comfort from above;
Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide,
O’er every thought and step preside.

Sun of my soul! Thou Savior dear,
It is not night if Thou be near;
Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes.

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Full of glory, full of wonders, Majesty Divine!
Mid thine everlasting thunders, how Thy lightnings shine!
Shoreless ocean, who can sound Thee?
Thine eternity is round Thee, Majesty Divine!

Jesus, to Thee our hearts we lift;
May all our hearts with love o’erflow
With thanks for Thy continued gift
That still Thy precious name we know,
Retain our sense of sin forgiven,
And wait for all our inward heaven.

Bless, O my soul, the living God!
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad;
Let all my powers within me join
In work and worship so divine.

Jesus, Thy boundless love to me
No thought can reach, no tongue declare,
Unite my thankful heart to Thee
And reign without a rival there.
Thine, wholly, Thine, alone I am
My soul with constant love aflame.

O render thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love,
Whose mercies firm through ages past,
Have stood and shall forever last.