poems, hymns and songs about the Bible
Blessèd how I love it!
How it doth my spirit cheer!
What on earth like this to covet?
O, what stores of wealth are here!
Man was lost and doomed to sorrow,
Not one ray of light or bliss
Could he from earth's treasures borrow,
Till his way was cheered by this.
Yes, I'll to my bosom press thee;
Precious word, I'll hide thee here;
Sure my very heart will bless thee,
For thou ever say'st Good cheer!
Speak, poor heart, and tell thy ponderings,
Tell how far thy rovings led,
When this book brought back thy wanderings,
Speaking life as from the dead.
Blessèd Bible! I will hide thee
Deep, yes, deeper in my heart;
Thou through all my life wilt guide me,
And in death we will not part;
Part in death? no, never, never!
Through death's vale I'll lean on thee,
Then in worlds above forever,
Sweeter still thy truths shall be.
—by Phoebe W. Palmer (1807–1874)
The law of the LORD is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple. Psalm 19:7
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