I Though upon the Days of Old

Verse 1

I thought upon the days of old, The years departed long, I held communion with my heart, By night recalled my song.

Verse 2

My heart inquired with anxious care, Will God forever spurn? Shall we no more His favor see? Will mercy ne'er return?

Verse 3

Forever shall His promise fail? Has God forgotten grace? Has He withdrawn His tender love, In anger hid His face?

Verse 4

These doubts are my infirmity, My thoughts at once reply; I call back years of God's right hand, The years of God Most High.

Verse 5

I will commemorate, O Lord, Thy wondrous deeds of old, And meditate upon Thy works Of power and grace untold.

Verse 6

O God, most holy is Thy way, Most perfect, good, and right; Thou art the only living God, The God of wondrous might.