I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.
All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.
I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.
O God, with our ears we have heard, Our fathers have recounted to us, The work Thou didst work in their days, In the days of old.
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah, Awake, as [in] days of old, generations of the ages, Art not Thou it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon!
Remember days of old — Understand the years of many generations — Ask thy father, and he doth tell thee; Thine elders, and they say to thee: