Semper Idem

Ever the same art Thou, O Lord,
Through the ages ever loving and just.
Though ancient of days, neither Thy Word
Nor Thee shall ever turn to dust.
Thou sayest Thyself, "I change not."
Over Thee time hath no power.
Neither shalt pass a single thought
Of Thine; nay, Thy sweetness shalt never sour.
For Thou art Alpha and Omega, without beginning or end,
The rock on which I must pitch my earthly tent.
Oh, that ever on Thy foundation I would my hours spend,
And cleave to the Sword which shalt never be bent.
Though this sordid sphere may be wrought with change,
I from Thy presence no sorrow can estrange.