Ancient of Days, who sittest throned in glory


Ancient of Days, who sittest throned in glory,
to thee all knees are bent, all voices pray;
thy love has blessed the wide world's wondrous story
with light and life since Eden's dawning day.

O holy Father, who hast led thy children
in all the ages with the fire and cloud,
through seas dry-shod, through weary wastes bewildering
to thee in reverent love are hearts are bowed.

O holy Jesus, Prince of Peace and Savior,
to thee we owe the peace that still prevails,
stilling the rude wills of men's wild behavior,
and calming passion's fierce and stormy gales.

O Holy Ghost, the Lord and the Life-giver,
thine is the quickening power that gives increase:
from thee have flowed, as from a pleasant river,
our plenty, wealth, prosperity, and peace.

O Triune God, with heart and voice adoring,
praise we the goodness that doth crown our days;
pray we that thou wilt hear us, still imploring
thy love and favor, kept to us always.


Words: William Croswell Doane, 1886

Music: Albany, Ancient of Days, Coburn

Meter: 11 10 11 10

Website compiled by Steve Benner, 1999-2003.