Lord, Thou hast been our dwell­ing place
In ev­ery ge­ne­ra­tion;
Thy peo­ple still have known Thy grace,
And blessed Thy con­so­la­tion;
Through ev­ery age Thou heard’st our cry;
Through ev­ery age we found Thee nigh,
Our strength and our sal­va­tion.

Our cleav­ing sins we oft have wept,
And oft Thy pa­tience prov­èd;
But still Thy faith we fast have kept,
Thy name we still have lov­èd;
And Thou hast kept and loved us well,
Hast grant­ed us in Thee to dwell,
Unshaken, un­re­mov­èd.

No, no­thing from those arms of love
Shall Thine own peo­ple se­ver;
Our help­er ne­ver will re­move,
Our God will fail us ne­ver.
Thy peo­ple, Lord, have dwelt in Thee,
Our dwell­ing place Thou still wilt be,
For ev­er and for ev­er.