I consider the days of old and remember the years of long ago.
All day long my enemies taunt me; those who deride me use my name for a curse.
I remember the days of old; I think about all your deeds; I meditate on the works of your hands.
We have heard with our ears, O God; our ancestors have told us what deeds you performed in their days, in the days of old:
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the Lord! Awake, as in days of old, the generations of long ago! Was it not you who cut Rahab in pieces, who pierced the dragon?
Remember the days of old; consider the years long past; ask your father, and he will inform you, your elders, and they will tell you.