Father of mercies, in your Word
What endless glory shines!
For ever be your name adored
For these celestial lines
O may these heav'nly pages be
My ever-dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.
Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
O be for ever near;
Teach me to love Thy sacred Word,
And view my Saviour there.
—by Anne Steele (1717-1778)
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