O that my by-past happy days
And months were now restor'd,
When God did me, in gracious ways,
His mighty aid afford!

When on my head his candle clear,
The lamp of grace did shine;
And I, through darkest shades of fear,
Did walk by light divine.

When secret favours did, from God,
My days of youth attend;
And I to him my mind unload,
As to a bosom friend.

Th' Almighty did my heart and home,
With his glad presence bliss,
That such sweet days again my come,
O how I long for this!