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[Verse 1]
COur God, our Ghelp in aFges Gpast, our Amhope for Dyears to Gcome, our Amshelter Gfrom the Fstormy C/Eblast, and Four eGternal Chome:
[Verse 2]
CUnder the Gshadow of Fyour Gthrone your Amsaints have Ddwelt seGcure; sufAmficient Gis your Farm aC/Elone, and Four deGfense is Csure.
[Verse 3]
CBefore the Ghills in orFder Gstood or Amearth reDceived her Gframe, from AmeverGlasting Fyou are C/EGod, to Fendless Gyears the Csame.
[Verse 4]
CA thousand Gages in Fyour Gsight are Amlike an Devening Ggone; short Amas the Gwatch that Fends the C/Enight beFfore the Grising Csun.
[Verse 5]
CThe busy Gtribes of flesh Fand Gblood, with Amall their Dlives and Gcares, are Amcarried Gdownward Fby your C/Eflood, and Flost in Gfoll'wing Cyears.
[Verse 6]
CTime, like an Gever-rolFling Gstream, bears Amall its Dsons aGway; they Amfly forGgotten, Fas a C/Edream dies Fat the Gop'ning Cday.
[Verse 7]
COur God, our Ghelp in aFges Gpast, our Amhope for Dyears to Gcome: O Ambe our Gguard while Ftroubles C/Elast, and Four eGternal Chome.