The Bible is a brilliant lamp,
Given to light up our way,
To show our feet the way to tread,
To turn darkness into day.

To teach to us the Father’s love,
And the Evil One’s cruel hate,
To show the path round many snares,
The way to the pearly gate.

Given to all who truly seek,
For wisdom, meaning and love,
Instruction in life’s mysteries,
The way to Heaven above.

And once you grasp the lamp, do not
Hoard that brilliant, precious light,
But share with all the radiant beam,
And watch it conquer the night.

Cling to the Bible, though all else be taken;
Lose not its precepts, so precious and pure;
Souls that are sleeping its tidings awaken;
Life from the dead in its promises sure.

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Cling to the Bible!
Cling to the Bible!
Cling to the Bible—
Our Lamp and our Guide!

Cling to the Bible! This jewel and treasure
Brings life eternal, and saves fallen man;
Surely its value no mortal can measure:
Seek for its blessing, O soul, while you can!

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Lamp for the feet that in byways have wandered,
Guide for the youth that would otherwise fall;
Hope for the sinner whose life has been squandered,
Staff for the agèd, and best book of all.

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Give me the dear old Bible as my guide each day,
Be it my help and comfort on my pilgrim way,
Until the gates of glory I at last shall see,
The dear old Bible is good enough for me.

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Good enough for me, good enough for me,
The dear old Bible is good enough for me.
Good enough for me, good enough for me,
The dear old Bible is good enough for me.

Give me the dear old Bible as my teacher true,
Precious the words of promise, old, yet ever new;
On every page the love of God I plainly see,
The dear old Bible is good enough for me.

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Give me the dear old Bible as a shining light,
That will illumine me and guide my steps aright,
Be it my sword to drive away the enemy,
The dear old Bible is good enough for me.

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Give me the dear old Bible when my life shall end,
When in the vale of shadow it will comfort lend;
It shall endure for time and all eternity,
The dear old Bible is good enough for me.

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How precious is the book divine,
By inspiration giv’n;
Bright as a lamp its pages shine
To guide our souls to Heav’n.
Its light descending from above,
Our gloomy world to cheer,
Displays a Savior’s boundless love,
And brings His glories near.

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Oh precious book of light and life
Thou source of truth and love,
In Thee we view God’s matchless grace,
And all His goodness prove,
Oh precious book whose light e’er shines
With bright and cheering ray,
To guide our souls until the dawn
Of the eternal day.

It shows to man his wand’ring ways,
And where his feet have trod;
And brings to view the matchless grace
Of a forgiving God.
O’er all the straight and narrow way
Its radiant beams are cast;
A light whose never weary ray
Grows brightest at the last.

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It sweetly cheers our fainting hearts
In this dark vale of tears;
Life, light and joy it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.
This lamp, through all the tedious night
Of life, shall guide our way,
Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.

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Lamp of our feet whereby we trace
Our path when wont to stray;
Stream from the fount of heav’nly grace,
Brook by the traveler’s way.

Bread of our souls whereon we feed,
True manna from on high;
Our guide and chart wherein we read
Of realms beyond the sky.

Pillar of fire, through watches dark,
Or radiant cloud by day;
When waves would break our tossing bark,
Our anchor and our stay.

Word of the ever living God,
Will of His glorious Son;
Without Thee, how could earth be trod
Or Heav’n itself be won?

Yet to unfold thy hidden worth,
Thy mysteries to reveal,
That Spirit which first gave thee forth,
Thy volume must unseal.

Lord, grant us all aright to learn
The wisdom it imparts
And to its heavenly teaching turn
With simple, childlike hearts.

Lead, kindly Light, amid th’encircling gloom, lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home; lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years!

So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on.
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till the night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile, which I
Have loved long since, and lost awhile!

Meantime, along the narrow rugged path, Thyself hast trod,
Lead, Savior, lead me home in childlike faith, home to my God.
To rest forever after earthly strife
In the calm light of everlasting life.

More light shall break from out Thy Word
For pilgrim followers of the gleam,
Till, led by Thy free Spirit, Lord,
We see and share the pilgrim dream.

What mighty hopes are in our care,
What holy dreams of brotherhood;
God of our Fathers, help us dare
Their passion for the common good.

Wild roars the blast, the storm is high;
Above the storm are shining still
The lights by which we live and die;
Our peace is ever in Thy will.

The ancient stars, the ancient faith,
Defend us till our voyage is done;
Across the floods of fear and death
The Mayflower still is sailing on.

This is Jesus’ precious Bible,
This the gift of God’s right hand;
Teaching how to die triumphant,
How to live His pure command;
This reveals the loss we suffered
When in Eden sin enticed;
And it shows the way to glory
If we follow Jesus Christ.

Precious Bible! in my bosom
Thy dear words a home shall find.
Countless blessings are, with beauty,
In Thy promises assigned;
My poor heart once roamed a desert,
Vast and dry, of withered sod,
Till Thy guidance brought me through it
To the living stream of God.

I will hide Thy words within me
Deep, where time cannot delete;
Thou art light upon my pathway,
And a lamp unto my feet;
Friend Thou art on life’s long journey
Biding through my hours of care,
And through heaven’s eternal ages—
Thou my treasure ever there.

Thy Word, O Lord, Thy precious Word alone,
Can lead me on;
By this, until the darksome night be gone,
Lead Thou me on!
Thy Word is light, Thy Word is life and power;
By it, oh, guide me in each trying hour.

Whate’er my path, led by the Word, ’tis good,
Oh, lead me on!
Be my poor heart Thy blessèd Word’s abode,
Lead Thou me on!
Thy Holy Spirit gives the light to see,
And leads me to Thy Word, close following Thee.

Led by aught else, I tread a devious way,
Oh, lead me on!
Speak, Lord, and help me ever to obey,
Lead Thou me on!
My every step shall then be well defined,
And all I do according to Thy mind.

Thy Word sheds light upon my path;
A shining light, it guides my feet;
Thy righteous judgments to observe
My solemn vow I now repeat.

In my distress I plead with Thee,
Send help according to Thy Word;
Accept my sacrifice of praise
And make me know Thy judgments, Lord.

In danger oft and nigh to death,
Thy law remembered is my aid;
The wicked seek my overthrow,
Yet from Thy truth I have not strayed.

Thy precepts are my heritage,
For daily they my heart rejoice;
To keep Thy statutes faithfully
Shall ever be my willing choice.

Word of God, O sacred treasure!
Sage and shepherd, king and priest,
Moved by God’s own Holy Spirit,
Brought to men thy wondrous feast.

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Word of God, Word of God,
Heaven’s light abides in thee;
Through sin’s darkness all abroad,
Word of God, shine gloriously,
Word of God, shine gloriously.

Folded in thy sacred pages,
Where the eyes of men may see,
Is the wisdom of the ages
Given for our liberty.

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Word of God, thy theme is Jesus,
Jesus and His dying love,
How from sin He fully frees us,
How He points to realms above.

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Word of God, thy open pages
Call to service, banish fear;
None can idle be, or listless,
If thy great commands they hear.

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Your Word is a lamp for my feet, and a light for my pathway.
I will hide Your Word in my heart, and meditate on it each day.
Your Word has the power to give wisdom;
It’s a teacher, the equal of none;
I have sought and found truth in Your teaching
Of salvation through Jesus, Your Son.

Your Word is a lamp for my feet, and a light for my pathway.
I will hide Your Word in my heart, and meditate on it each day.
All scripture by God is inspirèd;
It rebukes us when we go astray,
It is useful for teaching, correcting,
And to train us for living God’s way.