209. The Word of God an incomparable Treasure

1 Let av'rice, borne from shore to shore,
Her fav'orite god pursue;
Thy word, O Lord, we value more
Than India or Peru.

2 Here mines of knowledge, love, and joy,
Are open'd to our sight:
The purest gold without alloy,
And gems divinely bright.

3 The counsels of redeeming grace
The sacred leaves unfold:
And here the Savior's lovely face
Our raptur'd eyes behold.

4 Here light, descending from above,
Directs our doubtful feet;
Here promises of heav'nly love
Our ardent wishes meet.

5 Our num'rous griefs are here redrest,
And all our wants supplied:
Naught we can ask to make us blest
Is in this book denied.

6 For these inestimable gains,
That so enrich the mind,
O may we search with eager pains,
Assur'd that we shall find!

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First Line: Let av'rice, borne from shore to shore
Title: The Word of God an incomparable Treasure
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1845
Topic: Means of Grace: The Word of God
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