Seventy-Seven

Lyrics

You kept my eyes from closing.
I was too troubled to sleep.
I thought about the former days;
the years of long ago.

I remembered my songs in the night;
my heart mused and my spirit inquired.

Then I thought, "To this I will appeal,
the years at the right hand of the most high.
I will remember the deeds of the Lord. Yes,
I will remember your miracles of long ago."