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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Behold! the morning sun
Begins his glorious way;
His beams thro’ all the nations run,
And life and light convey.
Verse 2
But, where the gospel comes,
It spreads diviner light;
It calls dead sinners from the tombs
And gives the blind their sight.
Verse 3
How perfect is thy word!
And all thy judgments just;
Forever sure thy promise, Lord!
And men securely trust.
Verse 4
My gracious God! how plain
Are thy directions given!
Oh! may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heaven.
Isaac Watts, “Behold! the Morning Sun”
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”
Anne Steele·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Father of mercies, in Thy word
What endless glory shines;
For ever be Thy Name adored
For these celestial lines.
Verse 2
Here may the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find,
Riches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.
Verse 3
Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
Verse 4
O may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.
Verse 5
Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be Thou forever near;
Teach me to love Thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.
Anne Steele, “Father of Mercies, in Thy Word”
Anne Steele·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Father of mercies, in thy word
What endless glory shines!
Forever be thy name adored
For these celestial lines.
Verse 2
Here may the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find--
Riches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.
Verse 3
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast;
Sublimer sweets than nature knows
Invite the longing taste.
Verse 4
Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
Verse 5
Oh, may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see
And still increasing light.
Anne Steele, “Father of Mercies, in Thy Word”
Priscilla J. Owens·Modern
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”
Verses 1, 2, Benjamin Beddome, 1787: alt.; verses 3, 4, 5, Thomas Cotterill, 1819·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
God, in the gospel of His Son,
Makes His eternal counsels known;
Where love in all its glory shines,
And truth is drawn in fairest lines.
Verse 2
Here sinners of a humble frame
May taste His grace, and learn His Name;
May read, in characters of blood,
The wisdom, power, and grace of God.
Verse 3
The prisoner here may break his chains;
The weary rest from all his pains;
The captive feel his bondage cease;
The mourner find the way of peace.
Verse 4
Here faith reveals to mortal eyes
A brighter world beyond the skies;
Here shines the light which guides our way
From earth to realms of endless day.
Verse 5
O grant us grace, Almighty Lord,
To read and mark Thy holy word;
Its truths with meekness to receive,
And by its holy precepts live.
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”
John Fawcett·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How precious is the Book Divine,
By inspiration given:
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.
Verse 2
It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts,
In this dark vale of tears;
Life, light, and joy it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.
Verse 3
This lamp, through all the tedious night
Of life, shall guide our way,
Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.
John Fawcett, “How Precious Is the Book Divine”
John Fawcett·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How precious is the book divine,
By inspiration given!
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.
Verse 2
Its light, descending from above,
Our gloomy world to cheer,
Displays a Savior’s boundless love,
And brings his glories near.
Verse 3
It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts,
In this dark vale of tears;
Life, light, and joy it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.
Verse 4
This lamp, through all the tedious night
Of life, shall guide our way,
Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.
John Fawcett, “How Precious Is the Book Divine”
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How shall the young secure their hearts,
And guard their lives from sin?
Thy word the choicest rules imparts
To keep the conscience clean.
Verse 2
When once it enters to the mind,
It spreads such light abroad,
The meanest souls instruction find,
And raise their thoughts to God.
Verse 3
’Tis like the sun, a heavenly light
That guides us all the day;
And, through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.
Verse 4
Thy precepts make me truly wise;
I hate the sinner’s road;
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise,
But love Thy law, my God.
Verse 5
Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is every page!
That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.
Isaac Watts, “How Shall the Young Secure Their Hearts”
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How shall the young secure their hearts,
And guard their lives from sin?
Thy word the choicest rules imparts
To keep the conscience clean.
Verse 2
’Tis like the sun, a heavenly light,
That guides us all the day;
And, through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.
Verse 3
Thy precepts make me truly wise;
I hate the sinners’ road;
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise
But love thy law, my God!
Verse 4
Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is every page!
That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.
Isaac Watts, “How Shall the Young Secure Their Hearts”
Bernard Barton·Modern
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”
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Lord! I have made thy word my choice,
My lasting heritage;
There shall my noblest powers rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.
Verse 2
I’ll read the histories of thy love,
And keep thy laws in sight,
While through the promises I rove,
With ever fresh delight.
Verse 3
’Tis a broad land of wealth unknown
Where springs of life arise;
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden, glory lies.
Verse 4
The best relief that mourners have—
It makes our sorrows blest;
Our fairest hope, beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.
Isaac Watts, “Lord! I Have Made Thy Word My Choice”
Thomas Gibbons·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Lord! send thy word, and let it fly,
Armed with thy Spirit’s power;
Ten thousands shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.
Verse 2
Beneath the influence of its grace,
The barren wastes shall rise,
With sudden flowers and fruits arrayed,--
A blooming paradise.
Verse 3
Peace, with her olives crowned, shall stretch
Her wings from shore to shore;
No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murderous cannon roar.
Verse 4
Lord! for these days we wait;--these days
Are in thy word foretold;
Fly swifter, sun and stars! and bring
This promised age of gold.
Verse 5
Amen!--with joy divine, let earth’s
Unnumbered myriads cry;
Amen!--with joy divine, let heaven’s
Unnumbered choirs reply.
Thomas Gibbons, “Lord! Send Thy Word, and Let It Fly”
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”
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.
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”
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord;
In every star Thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold Thy word,
We read Thy Name in fairer lines.
Verse 2
The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days, Thy power confess;
But the blest volume Thou hast writ
Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace.
Verse 3
Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never stand;
So when Thy truth began its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.
Verse 4
Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest
Till through the world Thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light, or feel the sun.
Verse 5
Great Sun of Righteousness, arise;
Bless the dark world with heavenly light;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise,
Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right.
Verse 6
Thy noblest wonders here we view
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven:
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make Thy word my guide to heaven.
Isaac Watts, “The Heavens Declare Thy Glory, Lord”
William Cowper·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
The Spirit breathes upon the word,
And brings the truth to sight;
Precepts and promises afford
A sanctifying light.
Verse 2
A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic, like the sun;
It gives a light to every age;
It gives, but borrows none.
Verse 3
The Hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat:
His truths upon the nations rise;
They rise, but never set.
Verse 4
Let everlasting thanks be Thine
For such a bright display
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.
Verse 5
My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory break upon my view
In brighter worlds above.
William Cowper, “The Spirit Breathes Upon the Word”
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Thy law is perfect, Lord of light;
Thy testimonies sure;
The statutes of thy realm are right,
And thy commandments pure.
Verse 2
Let these, O God, my soul convert,
And make thy servant wise;
Let those be gladness to my ears--
The dayspring to mine eyes.
Verse 3
By these may I be warned betimes;
Who knows the guile within?
Lord, save me from presumptuous crimes;
Cleanse me from secret sin.
Verse 4
So may the words my lips express--
The thoughts that throng my mind--
O Lord, my strength and righteousness,
With thee acceptance find.
Charles Wesley, “Thy Law Is Perfect, Lord of Light”