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.
3 Thy precepts make us truly wise; We hate the sinner’s road; We hate our own vain thoughts that rise, But love the law, O God.
4 Thy word is everlasting truth; How pure is every page! That holy book shall guide our youth And well support our age.
16 C. M. Word of the everlasting God.
Lamp of our feet! whereby we trace Our path when wont to stray; Stream from the fount of heavenly grace! Brook by the traveler’s way!
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.
3 Pillar of fire through watches dark, And radiant cloud by day! When waves would whelm our tossing bark, Our anchor and our stay!
4 Word of the everlasting God! Will of his glorious Son! Without thee how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won?
17 C. M. Quicken me according to thy word. Psalm 119:25.
O Lord, thy precepts I survey: I keep thy law in sight, Through all the business of the day, To form my actions right.
2 My heart in midnight silence cries, “How sweet thy comforts be!” My thoughts in holy wonder rise, And bring their thanks to thee.
18 S. M. The law of the Lord is perfect. Psalm 19:7.
O Lord, thy perfect word Directs our steps aright; Nor can all other books afford Such profit or delight.
2 Celestial light it sheds To cheer this vale below; To distant lands its glory spreads, And streams of mercy flow.
3 True wisdom it imparts; Commands our hope and fear: O may we hide it in our hearts, And feel its influence there!
19 S. M. The books of nature and Scripture.
Behold! the lofty sky Declares its maker, God; And all his starry works, on high, Proclaim his power abroad.
2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach his name.
3 In every different land, Their general voice is known; They show the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne.
4 Ye Christian lands! rejoice; Here he reveals his word; We are not left to nature’s voice, To bid us know the Lord.
20 7s. My Bible.
My Bible! book divine! Precious treasure! thou art mine: Mine to tell me whence I came; Mine to teach me what I am;
2 Mine to chide me when I rove; Mine to show a Saviour’s love; Mine thou art to guide and guard; Mine to punish or reward;
3 Mine to comfort in distress, Suffering in this wilderness; Mine to show, by living faith, Man can triumph over death;
4 Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner’s doom: O thou holy book divine! Precious treasure thou art mine!
21 8s, 7 & 4. Book of grace.