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  1. Renee Meyer

    Words, written by Isaac Watts

    Our 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 Thy throne
    Thy saints have dwelt secure;
    Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
    And our defense is sure.

    Before the hills in order stood,
    Or earth received her frame,
    From everlasting Thou art God,
    To endless years the same.

    Thy Word commands our flesh to dust,
    “Return, ye sons of men:”
    All nations rose from earth at first,
    And turn to earth again.

    A thousand ages in Thy sight
    Are like an evening gone;
    Short as the watch that ends the night
    Before the rising sun.

    The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
    With all their lives and cares,
    Are carried downwards by the flood,
    And lost in following years.

    Time, like an ever rolling stream,
    Bears all its sons away;
    They fly, forgotten, as a dream
    Dies at the opening day.

    Like flowery fields the nations stand
    Pleased with the morning light;
    The flowers beneath the mower’s hand
    Lie withering ere ‘tis night.

    Our God, our help in ages past,
    Our hope for years to come,
    Be Thou our guard while troubles last,
    And our eternal home.

  2. Harry L Conley

    The choir is great!! Maybe I am a little biased since I am a choir member. We are very fortunate to have Kate, Christy, and all the student choir members.

    • Renee Meyer

      Thank you, Harry! You know, we couldn’t agree more. We are blessed to have members, such as yourself, who treat us with this wonderful gift of service each Sunday.

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