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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.

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.

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.

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.