079 - Ere mountains Reared Their Forms Sublime
Ere mountains reared their forms sublime,
Or heaven and earth in order stood,
Before the birth of ancient time,
From everlasting Thou art God.
A thousand years are in their flight,
With Thee but as a fleeting day;
Past, present, future, to Thy sight
At once their various scenes display.
But our brief life’s a shadowy dream,
A passing thought that soon is o’er,
That fades with morning’s earliest beam,
And fills the musing mind no more.
To us, O Lord, the wisdom give
Each passing moment so to spend,
That we at length with Thee may live
Where life and bliss shall never end.