Most perfect is the law of God,Restoring those that stray;His testimony is most sure,Proclaiming wisdom’s way.
O how I love Thy law!O how I love Thy law!It is my meditation all the day.O how I love Thy law!O how I love Thy law!It is my meditation all the day.
The precepts of the Lord are right;With joy they fill the heart;The Lord’s commandments all are pure,And clearest light impart.
The fear of God is undefiledAnd ever shall endure;The statutes of the Lord are truthAnd righteousness most pure.
They warn from ways of wickednessDispleasing to the Lord,And in the keeping of His WordThere is a great reward.
I’ll not give up the Bible,That precious book divine,For glory gilds its pages,And truth adorns each line.
I’ll never give up that holy book,I’ll never give up the Bible;I’ll never give up that holy book,That precious book divine.
Though foes may fight against me,And enemies combine,Its precepts still shall guide me,As light from Heav’n they shine.
When fate’s wild storms o’ercloud me,And loud the billows roar,My chart shall be the Bible,To guide to Heav’n’s bright shore.
O Word of God, how marvelousThy wisdom and thy power!How manifold thy mightinessTo meet our need each hour!
O Word of God, how wondrouslyDoes thy sweet voice resound;What gracious loving kindnessesIn every tone abound!
With sound of thy sweet promisesOur longing hearts beat time;Thy messages waft melody,Like bells at evening chime!
Thy warnings sound, how solemnly,Alarms deep toned and dark;Like fog bells on the rocky coastThat guide the storm tossed bark!
Thy piloting how sure, how safe,Until, all breakers passed,We triumph o’er each hurricane,And anchor, home at last!
Something to feast the soul, O Lord,Something to gather from Thy Word,Give us today;That, wheresoe’er our feet may roam,We may be drawing nearer home,Each night, we pray.
Give us today our daily bread,That we, from Thy rich bounty fed,May grow within;That, overcoming every foe,The sweet reward of faith may know,A rest from sin.
Give us a patient spirit, Lord,For all the world cannot accordSuch blissful rest.As, when we lean upon Thy Word,Thy precious promises affordTo souls oppressed.