Through Endless Years Thou Art The Same


Through endless years thou art the same,
O thou eternal God;
Each future age shall know thy name,
And tell thy works abroad.

The strong foundations of the earth
Of old by thee were laid;
By thee the beauteous arch of heaven
With matchless skill was made.

Soon may this goodly frame of things,
Created by thy hand,
Be, like a vesture, laid aside,
And changed at thy command.

But thy perfections, all divine,
Eternal as thy days,
Through everlasting ages shine,
With undiminished rays.