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O Word of God Incarnate

William W. How·Modern

Verse 1

O Word of God Incarnate,
O Wisdom from on high,
O Truth unchanged, unchanging,
O Light of our dark sky;
We praise Thee for the radiance
That from the hallowed page,
A lantern to our footsteps,
Shines on from age to age.

Verse 2

The Church from her dear Master
Received the gift Divine,
And still that light she lifteth
O’er all the earth to shine.
It is the golden casket,
Where gems of truth are stored;
It is the heaven-drawn picture
Of Christ, the living Word.

Verse 3

It floateth like a banner
Before God’s host unfurled;
It shineth like a beacon
Above the darkling world.
It is the chart and compass
That o’er life’s surging sea,
‘Mid mists and rocks and quicksands,
Still guides, O Christ, to Thee.

Verse 4

O make Thy Church, dear Saviour,
A lamp of purest gold,
To bear before the nations
Thy true light, as of old.
O teach Thy wandering pilgrims
By this their path to trace,
Till, clouds and darkness ended,
They see Thee face to face.

Presbyterian 1895 No. 287 · 7.6.7.6.D. · Munich

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Verse 1

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

Verse 2

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

Verse 3

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

Verse 4

Word of the ever-living God,
Will of His glorious Son:
Without thee how could earth be trod,
Or heaven itself be won?

Verse 5

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

Verse 6

And we, if we aright would learn
The wisdom it imparts,
Must to its heavenly teaching turn
With simple, childlike hearts.

Bernard Barton, “Lamp of Our Feet, Whereby We Trace”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 288 · C.M. · Nox Præcessit

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Christ in His Word Draws Near

Thomas T. Lynch·Modern

Verse 1

Christ in His word draws near;
Hush, moaning voice of fear,
He bids thee cease;
With songs sincere and sweet
Let us arise, and meet
Him who comes forth to greet
Our souls with peace.

Verse 2

Rising above thy care,
Meet Him as in the air,
O weary heart;
Put on joy’s sacred dress;
Lo, as He comes to bless,
Quite from thy weariness
Set free thou art.

Verse 3

For works of love and praise
He brings thee summer days,
Warm days and bright;
Winter is past and gone,
Now He, salvation’s Sun,
Shineth on every one
With mercy’s light.

Verse 4

From the bright sky above,
Clad in His robes of love,
’Tis He, our Lord!
Dim earth itself grows clear,
As His light draweth near:
O let us hush and hear
His holy word.

Thomas T. Lynch, “Christ in His Word Draws Near”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 293 · 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. · Kirby Bedon

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Lord, Thy Word Abideth

Henry W. Baker·Modern

Verse 1

Lord, Thy word abideth,
And our footsteps guideth;
Who its truth believeth
Light and joy receiveth.

Verse 2

When our foes are near us,
Then Thy word doth cheer us,
Word of consolation,
Message of salvation.

Verse 3

When the storms are o’er us,
And dark clouds before us,
Then its light directeth,
And our way protecteth.

Verse 4

Who can tell the pleasure,
Who recount the treasure,
By Thy word imparted
To the simple-hearted?

Verse 5

Word of mercy, giving
Succor to the living;
Word of life, supplying
Comfort to the dying!

Verse 6

O that we, discerning
Its most holy learning,
Lord, may love and fear Thee,
Evermore be near Thee.

Henry W. Baker, “Lord, Thy Word Abideth”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 295 · 6.6.6.6. · St. Cyprian

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Sing Them Over Again to Me

P. P. Bliss·Modern

Verse 1

Sing them over again to me,
Wonderful words of life,
Let me more of their beauty see,
Wonderful words of life,
Words of life and beauty,
Teach me faith and duty.

Refrain

Beautiful words, wonderful words,
Wonderful words of life,
Beautiful words, wonderful words,
Wonderful words of life.

Verse 2

Christ the blessed One gives to all
Wonderful words of life;
Sinner, list to the loving call,
Wonderful words of life;
All so freely given,
Wooing us to heaven.

Verse 3

Sweetly echo the gospel call,
Wonderful words of life;
Offer pardon and peace to all,
Wonderful words of life;
Jesus, only Savior,
Sanctify forever.

P. P. Bliss, “Sing Them Over Again to Me”

Otterbein 1890 No. 62 · P.M · Wonderful Words

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

Verse 1

Give me the Bible, star of gladness gleaming,
To cheer the wand’rer lone and tempest-tossed;
No storm can hide that radiance peaceful beaming,
Since Jesus came to seek and save the lost.

Refrain

Give me the Bible! holy message shining,
Thy light shall guide me in the narrow way.
Precept and promise, law and love combining,
Till night shall vanish in eternal day.

Verse 2

Give me the Bible, when my heart is broken,
When sin and grief have filled my soul with fear;
Give me the precious words by Jesus spoken,
Hold up faith’s lamp to show my Savior near.

Verse 3

Give me the Bible, all my steps enlighten,
Teach me the danger of these realms below;
That lamp of safety, o’er the gloom shall brighten,
That light alone the path of peace can show.

Verse 4

Give me the Bible, lamp of life immortal,
Hold up that splendor by the open grave;
Show me the light from heaven’s shining portal,
Show me the glory gilding Jordan’s wave.

Priscilla J. Owens, “Give Me the Bible, Star of Gladness Gleaming”

Otterbein 1890 No. 63 · P.M · Give Me the Bible

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Holy Bible, Book Divine

John Burton·Modern

Verse 1

Holy Bible, book divine,
Precious treasure, thou art mine;
Mine to tell me whence I came;
Mine to teach me what I am.

Verse 2

Mine to chide me when I rove;
Mine to show a Savior’s love;
Mine thou art to guide and guard;
Mine to punish or reward.

Verse 3

Mine to comfort in distress,
Suffering in this wilderness;
Mine to show, by living faith,
Man can triumph over death.

Verse 4

Mine to tell of joys to come,
And the rebel sinner’s doom;
O thou holy book divine,
Precious treasure, thou art mine.

John Burton, “Holy Bible, Book Divine”

Otterbein 1890 No. 65 · 7s · Dallas

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage