By The Word Of God The Worlds Were Made,
And Are Held In Place By His Commands;
All The Grasses Wither And The Flowers Fade,
But His Truth Forever Stands.

Oh, The Precious Bible,
Counsel For The Soul,
Path The Faithful Saints And Martyrs Trod;
Settled In The Heavens,
True While Ages Roll,
Changeless As The Throne Of God.

More To Be Desired Than Honey Sweet,
Richer Are Its Treasures, Far, Than Gold;
Like A Brilliant Light, It Shines To Guide My Feet,
Never Grows Its Story Old.

Thy Eternal Law Is My Delight,
Strength And Daily Manna To My Soul;
’Tis My Meditation All The Day And Night,
Balm To Make The Wounded Whole.

Stream Of Life From Heaven, Crystal Pure,
Shed Thy Cooling Freshness Over Me;
Let My Thirsting Spirit, Till I Thirst No More,
Drink Thy Sparkling Waters Free.

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