I thought upon the days of old
The years departed long
I held communion with my heart
By night recalled my song
My heart inquired with anxious care
Will God forever spurn
Shall we no more His favor see
Will mercy ne’er return
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
Forever shall His promise fail
Has God forgotten grace
Has He withdrawn His tender love
In anger hid His face
I will commemorate, O Lord
Thy wondrous deeds of old
And meditate upon Thy works
Of power and grace untold
O God, most holy is Thy way
Most perfect, good and right
Thou art the only living God
The God of wondrous might
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