Oh That I Were as in the Months of Old — Job 29:1–6

And Job again took up his parable, and said,

Oh that I were as in the months of old,
As in the days when God watched over me;

When his lamp shined upon my head,
And by his light I walked through darkness;

As I was in the ripeness of my days,
When the friendship of God was upon my tent;

When the Almighty was yet with me,
And my children were about me;

When my steps were washed with butter,
And the rock poured me out streams of oil!