Once I Thought My Mountain Strong NUREMBURG—Johann Rudolph Ahle Once I Thought My Mountain Strong 1 Once I thought my mountain strong, Firmly fixed no more to move; Then my Saviour was my song, Then my soul was filled with love; Those were happy, golden days, Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 2 Little then myself I knew, Little thought of Satan’s power; Now I feel my sins anew; Now I feel the stormy hour! Sin has put my joys to flight; Sin has turned my day to night. 3 Saviour, shine and