1 We sing of the days that have passed away,
And the days that are yet to be;
For our hearts, like the woodland birds are gay,
As they chant in the morning’s early gray.
Refrain:
Praise! praise! to the Giver of all,
Praise! praise! for His mercies never fail;
And the soul that He leadeth shall never faint nor fall,
Nor the strongest foe prevail.
2 We sing of the days that have passed away,
For though stormy our sky or bright,
‘Mid the tempest so wild, or the noon-tide ray,
Our Redeemer hath led us day by day. [Refrain]
3 We sing of the days that are yet to be,
And the lamp of our faith burns clear,
For our Father from sin will keep us free,
To rejoice in the endless Jubilee. [Refrain]
Source: Wondrous Love: A Collection of Songs and Services for Sunday Schools #153