I’ll not give up the Bible,
That precious book divine,
For glory gilds its pages,
And truth adorns each line.

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I’ll never give up that holy book,
I’ll never give up the Bible;
I’ll never give up that holy book,
That precious book divine.

Though foes may fight against me,
And enemies combine,
Its precepts still shall guide me,
As light from Heav’n they shine.

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When fate’s wild storms o’ercloud me,
And loud the billows roar,
My chart shall be the Bible,
To guide to Heav’n’s bright shore.

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O Word of God, how marvelous
Thy wisdom and thy power!
How manifold thy mightiness
To meet our need each hour!

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O Word of God, how wondrously
Does thy sweet voice resound;
What gracious loving kindnesses
In every tone abound!

With sound of thy sweet promises
Our longing hearts beat time;
Thy messages waft melody,
Like bells at evening chime!

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Thy warnings sound, how solemnly,
Alarms deep toned and dark;
Like fog bells on the rocky coast
That guide the storm tossed bark!

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Thy piloting how sure, how safe,
Until, all breakers passed,
We triumph o’er each hurricane,
And anchor, home at last!

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Something to feast the soul, O Lord,
Something to gather from Thy Word,
Give us today;
That, wheresoe’er our feet may roam,
We may be drawing nearer home,
Each night, we pray.

Give us today our daily bread,
That we, from Thy rich bounty fed,
May grow within;
That, overcoming every foe,
The sweet reward of faith may know,
A rest from sin.

Give us a patient spirit, Lord,
For all the world cannot accord
Such blissful rest.
As, when we lean upon Thy Word,
Thy precious promises afford
To souls oppressed.

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.

Lord, I have made Thy Word my choice,
My lasting heritage;
There shall my noblest powers rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.

I’ll read the histories of Thy love,
And keep Thy laws in sight,
While through the promises I rove,
With ever fresh delight.

’Tis a broad land of wealth unknown,
Where springs of life arise,
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden glory lies.

The best relief that mourners have,
It makes our sorrows blest;
Our fairest hope beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.

Hail, sovereign love that first began,
The scheme to rescue fallen man;
Hail matchless free eternal grace,
That gave my soul a hiding place.

Against the God who rules the sky,
I fought with hand uplifted high,
Despised the mention of His grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding place.

Enwrapped in thick Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more than light,
Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding place.

But thus th’ eternal counsel ran,
“Almighty Love, arrest that man!”
I felt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding place.

Indignant justice stood in view,
To Sinai’s fiery mount I flew,
But Justice cried with frowning face,
“This mountain is no hiding place!”

Ere long a heavenly voice I heard,
And Mercy’s angel form appeared.
Who led me on with gentle pace,
To Jesus Christ, my hiding place.

On Him Almighty vengeance fell,
That must have sunk a world to hell;
He bore it for a chosen race,
And thus became their hiding place.

Should storms of sevenfold vengeance roll,
And shake this earth from pole to pole;
No flaming bolt could daunt my face,
For Jesus is my hiding place.

A few more rolling suns at most,
Shall land me safe on Heaven’s coast.
There I shall sing the song of grace,
To Jesus Christ, my hiding place!

O Thou Who sealest up the past,
The days slip from us, and the years
Grow silent with their hopes and fears;
’Tis Thine to keep all things at last.

We have not done the things we would,
A blotted page we render back;
And yet, whate’er our work may lack,
Thy work goes on, and Thou art good.

Thou movest in the moving years;
Wherever man is, there Thou art
To overrule his feebler part,
And bring a blessing out of tears.

Thou opener of the years to be,
Let me not lose, in woe or weal,
The touch of Thy strong hand I feel
Upholding and directing me.

At Thy feet, O Christ, we lay
Thine own gift of this new day;
Doubt of what it holds in store
Makes us crave Thine aid the more;
Lest it prove a time of loss,
Mark, it Savior, with Thy Cross.

If it flow on calm and bright,
Be Thyself our chief Delight;
If it bring unknown distress,
Good is all that Thou canst bless;
Only, while its hours begin,
Pray we, keep them clear of sin.

We in part our weakness know
And in part discern our foe;
Well for us, before Thine eyes
All our danger open lies;
Turn not from us, while we plead
Thy compassions and our need.

Fain would we Thy Word embrace,
Live each moment on Thy grace,
All our selves to Thee consign,
Fold up all our wills in Thine,
Think, and speak, and do, and be
Simply that which pleases Thee.

Hear us, Lord, and that right soon;
Hear, and grant the choicest boon
That Thy love can e’er impart,
Loyal singleness of heart;
So shall this and all our days,
Christ and God, show forth Thy praise.

Ah, what can I do, or where be secure?
If justice pursue, what heart can endure?
When God speaks in thunder and makes Himself known,
The heart breaks asunder though hard as a stone.

With terror I read my sins’ heavy score,
The numbers exceed the sands on the shore;
Guilt makes me unable to stand or to flee,
So Cain murdered Abel, and trembled like me.

Each sin, like his blood, with terrible cry,
Calls loudly on God to strike from on high:
Nor can my repentance, extorted by fear,
Reverse the just sentence;’tis just, though severe.

The case is too plain,I have my own choice;
Again, and againI slighted His voice;
His warnings neglected,His patience abused,
His Gospel rejected,His mercy refused.

And must I then go, forever to dwell
In torments and woe with devils in hell?
Oh where is the SaviorI scorned in times past?
His word in my favor would save me at last.

Lord Jesus, on TheeI venture to call,
Oh look upon me, the vilest of all!
For whom didst Thou languish and bleed on the tree?
Oh pity my anguish, and say, “’Twas for thee.”

A case such as mine will honor Thy power;
All hell will repine, all Heav’n will adore;
If in condemnation strict justice takes place,
It shines in salvation more glorious through grace.

Thy wondrous testimonies, Lord,
My soul will keep and greatly praise;
Thy Word, by faithful lips proclaimed,
To simplest minds the truth conveys.

I thirst for Thy commandments, Lord,
And for Thy mercy press my claim;
O look on me, and show the grace
Displayed to all who love Thy Name.

Direct my footsteps in Thy Word,
From sin’s dominion save my soul,
From man’s oppression set me free,
That I may yield to Thy control.

O make Thy face to shine on me,
And teach me all Thy laws to keep;
Because Thy statutes are despised,
With overwhelming grief I weep.

Holy Father, Thou hast given
Holy truth from highest Heaven;
Words of counsel wise and pure,
Words of promise bright and sure;
Light that guides us back to Thee,
Back to peace and purity.

Clearer than the sun at noon,
Fairer than the silver moon,
Through the clouds and through the night,
Ever shines this heavenly light;
Help us, Lord, to lift our eyes
Take its guidance and be wise.

Here the wisdom from above
Beaming holiness and love,
Kindling hope, dispelling fear,
Shines to save; for Christ is here:
Knowing, trusting Him, we come
From our wanderings gladly home.

Blessèd Savior, Light divine,
Thou hast bid us rise and shine;
Grant Thy grace, and we shall be
Children of the day in Thee,
Showing all around the road
Back to life, and love, and God.

Lord Jesus, think on me
And purge away my sin;
From earthborn passions set me free
And make me pure within.

Lord Jesus, think on me,
With many a care oppressed;
Let me Thy loving servant be
And taste Thy promised rest.

Lord Jesus, think on me
Amid the battle’s strife;
In all my pain and misery
Be Thou my Health and Life.

Lord Jesus, think on me
Nor let me go astray;
Through darkness and perplexity
Point Thou the heavenly way.

Lord Jesus, think on me
When floods the tempest high;
When on doth rush the enemy,
O Savior, be Thou nigh!

Lord Jesus, think on me
That, when the flood is past,
I may th’eternal brightness see
And share Thy joy at last.

Lord Jesus, think on me
That I may sing above
To Father, Spirit, and to Thee
The strains of praise and love.

O Lord, Thy perfect righteousness
Is in Thy judgments shown;
In Thy unchanging faithfulness
Thy truth Thou hast made known.

Because Thy foes forget Thy law
My soul is greatly stirred;
Thy servant loves the purity
Of Thy most holy Word.

Though I am humble and despised,
I strive Thy will to do;
Eternal is Thy righteousness,
And all Thy law is true.

Delight amid distress and pain
Do Thy commandments give;
Thy Word is righteous evermore,
Teach me that I may live.

Lord, open Thou my heart to hear
And through Thy Word to me draw near;
Let me Thy Word e’er pure retain,
Let me Thy child and heir remain.

Thy Word doth deeply move the heart,
Thy Word doth perfect health impart,
Thy Word my soul with joy doth bless,
Thy Word brings peace and happiness.

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Shall glory, praise, and honor be
Now and throughout eternity.

O Love divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear!
On Thee we cast each earthborn care;
We smile at pain while Thou art near.

Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whispering, “Thou art near!”

When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us Thou art near!

On Thee we fling our burdening woe,
O Love divine, forever dear!
Content to suffer while we know,
Living and dying, Thou art near!

Regard my grief and rescue me,
For I do not forget Thy laws;
As Thou hast promised, save me, Lord,
Redeem my soul, and plead my cause.

Far is salvation from the men
Who do not seek Thy statutes, Lord;
Great are Thy mercies, quicken me
According to Thy holy Word.

I bear the spite of many foes,
Yet from Thy law I do not swerve;
I saw the faithless and was grieved,
For they Thy Word do not observe.

Behold how I Thy precepts love!
In kindness, Lord, revive Thou me;
The sum of all Thy Word is truth;
Thy Word abides eternally.

In tenderness He sought me,
Weary and sick with sin;
And on His shoulders brought me
Back to His fold again.
While angels in His presence sang
Until the courts of Heaven rang.

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Oh, the love that sought me!
Oh, the blood that bought me!
Oh, the grace that brought me to the fold,
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold.

He washed the bleeding sin wounds,
And poured in oil and wine;
He whispered to assure me,
“I’ve found thee, thou art Mine”;
I never heard a sweeter voice;
It made my aching heart rejoice!

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He pointed to the nail prints,
For me His blood was shed,
A mocking crown so thorny
Was placed upon His head;
I wondered what He saw in me,
To suffer such deep agony.

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I’m sitting in His presence,
The sunshine of His face,
While with adoring wonder
His blessings I retrace.
It seems as if eternal days
Are far too short to sound His praise.

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So while the hours are passing,
All now is perfect rest,
I’m waiting for the morning,
The brightest and the best,
When He will call us to His side,
To be with Him, His spotless bride.

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All praise to Him Who reigns above
In majesty supreme,
Who gave His Son for man to die,
That He might man redeem!

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Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name!
Blessèd be the Name of the Lord!
Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name!
Blessèd be the Name of the Lord!

His Name above all names shall stand,
Exalted more and more,
At God the Father’s own right hand,
Where angel hosts adore.

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Redeemer, Savior, Friend of man
Once ruined by the fall,
Thou hast devised salvation’s plan,
For Thou hast died for all.

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His Name shall be the Counselor,
The mighty Prince of Peace,
Of all earth’s kingdoms Conqueror,
Whose reign shall never cease.

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I do believe the Bible, the blesséd Word of God,
And close unto its promises I cleave.
It points me to the pathway the saints and martyrs trod,
My Father is its Author, and I believe.

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Yes, I believe the blessèd Word of God,
It marks the paths His people all have trod;
The story, from creation, all thro’ to “Revelation,”
Bears proof of inspiration, and I believe.

It was my parents’ counsel; to them its truths were grand.
And mem’ry oft a picture sweet doth weave
Of that “old-fashioned Bible that lay upon the stand,”
In life, in death, it cheered them, and I believe.

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I once was lost and dying, in darkness and despair,
And o’er my lost condition long I grieved,
Until I searched the Bible and learned of Jesus there,
Who sweetly blest and saved me when I believed.

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Bold infidels may cavil, and scorn the blesséd Book,
And with their groundless doctrines may deceive;
Still all the while the Bible brings peace to those who look
With faith upon its pages, and I believe.

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No book is like the Bible,
For childhood, youth and age;
Our duty, plain and simple,
We find on every page.
It came  by inspiration,
A light to guide our way,
A voice from Him who gave it,
Reproving when we stray.

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No book is like the Bible,
The blessèd book we love,
The pilgrim’s chart of glory,
It leads to God above.

It tells of man’s creation,
His sad, primeval fall;
It tells of man’s redemption,
Through Christ, who died for all;
In sacred words of wisdom
It bids us watch and pray,
And early come to Jesus,
The Life, the Truth, the Way.

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O, let us love the Bible,
And praise it more and more;
Our life is like a shadow,
Our days will soon be o’er;
But if we closely follow
The counsel God has giv’n,
We then may hope with angels
To sing His praise in Heav’n.

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Though mighty foes assail me, Lord,
I fear not them, but Thee;
As boundless wealth and priceless spoil,
Thy Word rejoices me.
Deceit and falsehood I abhor,
But in Thy law delight;
Throughout the day I praise Thy Name,
For all Thy ways are right.

Great peace has he who loves Thy law,
Unmoved, he safely stands;
For Thy salvation I have hoped
And followed Thy commands.
Thy testimonies I have kept,
They are my chief delight;
Observant of Thy law and truth,
I walk before Thy sight.

The highest joy that can be known
To those who heav’nward wend—
It is the Word of Life to own,
And God to have as Friend;
It is the Word of Life to own,
And God to have as Friend.

The Word doth give me wealth untold,
All good it has in store;
My deepest sorrows lose their hold
To joys forevermore;
My deepest sorrows loose their hold
To joys forevermore.

How often when in deep despair
My soul has been restored,
And when the tempter would ensnare
’Twould strength to stand afford;
And when the tempter would ensnare
’Twould strength to stand afford.

It tells me of a love divine,
How Jesus’ blood was shed;
Each day this joyous song is mine
As paths of grace I tread;
Each day this joyous song is mine
As paths of grace I tread.

When stars above shall shine no more
God’s Word is still my light;
When pleasures of this world are o’er,
My joys shall reach their height;
When pleasures of this world are o’er,
My joys shall reach their height.

Deceit and falsehood I abhor,
But love Thy law, Thy truth revealed;
My steadfast hope is in Thy Word;
Thou art my Refuge and my Shield;
The paths of sin I have not trod,
But kept the precepts of my God.

According to Thy gracious Word
Uphold me, Lord, deliver me;
O do not let me be ashamed
Of patient hope and trust in Thee;
O hold Thou me, and I shall stand
And ever follow Thy command.

The froward Thou hast set at naught
Who vainly wander from the right;
The wicked Thou dost count as dross;
Thy just decrees are my delight;
For fear of Thee I stand in awe
And reverence Thy most holy law.

Lord Jesus Christ, my Savior blest,
My Hope and my Salvation!
I trust in Thee; deliver me from misery;
Thy Word’s my consolation.

As Thou dost will, lead Thou me still
That I may truly serve Thee,
My God, I pray, teach me Thy way to my last day
In Thy true faith preserve me.

Most heartily I trust in Thee;
Thy mercy fails me never.
Dear Lord, abide; my Helper tried, Thou Crucified,
From evil keep me ever.

Now henceforth must I put my trust
In Thee, O dearest Savior.
Thy comfort choice, Thy Word and voice, my heart rejoice
Despite my ill behavior.

When sorrows rise, my refuge lies
In Thy compassion tender.
Within Thine arm can naught alarm; keep me from harm,
Be Thou my strong Defender.

I have Thy Word, Christ Jesus, Lord;
Thou never wilt forsake me.
This will I plead in time of need. Oh, help with speed
When troubles overtake me!

Grant, Lord, I pray, Thy grace each day
That I, Thy Law revering,
May live with Thee and happy be eternally
Before Thy throne appearing.

How I love Thy law, O Lord!
Daily joy its truths afford;
In its constant light I go,
Wise to conquer every foe.

Thy commandments in my heart,
Truest wisdom can impart;
To my eyes Thy precepts show
Wisdom more than sages know.

While my heart Thy Word obeys,
I am kept from evil ways;
From Thy law, with Thee to guide,
I have never turned aside.

Sweeter are Thy words to me
Than all other good can be;
Safe I walk, Thy truth my light,
Hating falsehood, loving right.

Take me, O my Father, take me;
Take me, save me, through Thy Son;
That which Thou wouldst have me, make me,
Let Thy will in me be done.
Long from Thee my footsteps straying,
Thorny proved the way I trod;
Weary come I now, and praying,
Take me to Thy love, my God.

Fruitless years with grief recalling,
Humbly I confess my sin;
At Thy feet, O Father, falling,
To Thy household take me in.
Freely now to Thee I proffer
This relenting heart of mine;
Freely life and love I offer,
Gift unworthy love like Thine.

Once the world’s Redeemer, dying,
Bore our sins upon the tree;
On that sacrifice relying,
Now I look in hope to Thee:
Father, take me; all forgiving,
Fold me to Thy loving breast;
In Thy love forever living
I must be forever blest.

We have not known Thee as we ought,
Nor learned Thy wisdom, grace and power;
The things of earth have filled our thought,
And trifles of the passing hour.
Lord, give us light Thy truth to see,
And make us wise in knowing Thee.

We have not feared Thee as we ought,
Nor bowed beneath Thine awful eye,
Nor guarded deed and word and thought,
Remembering that God was nigh.
Lord, give us faith to know Thee near,
And grant the grace of holy fear.

We have not loved Thee as we ought,
Nor cared that we are loved by Thee;
Thy presence we have coldly sought,
And feebly longed Thy face to see.
Lord, give a pure and loving heart
To feel and know the love Thou art.

We have not served Thee as we ought,
Alas, the duties left undone,
The work with little fervor wrought,
The battles lost or scarcely won!
Lord, give the zeal, and give the might,
For Thee to toil, for Thee to fight.

When shall we know Thee as we ought,
And fear and love and serve aright?
When shall we, out of trial brought,
Be perfect in the land of light?
Lord, may we day by day prepare
To see Thy face and serve Thee there.