1 My childhood faith had been forgot,
The voice of conscience stilled,
The joy of life had fled away,
My heart with doubt was filled;
And then I heard a gentle voice
That all my being stirred,
For borne upon the evening breeze,
And old-time song was heard:
Refrain:
‘Tis the old time religion,
‘Tis the old time religion,
‘Tis the old time religion,
And it’s good enough for me.
2 I listened with a troubled heart,
And mem’ry came to chide,
That I had let the good depart,
And sin with me abide;
How sweet the tones that rose and fell
With accents soft and low,
In that dear song I knew so well,
In days of long ago: [Refrain]
3 I called to mind the blessed time
Of childhood free from care,
When I believed my mother’s God,
And knelt with her in pray’r,
The old time truth came back to stay
And make my spirit free,
I trod with joy the old time way,
For faith returned to me! [Refrain]
Source: United Praise: for use in Sunday Schools, Young People's Societies and other Church Services #122