Showers of Blessing ‎#88

88. The Promises

1 The promises, how precious!
The words of God’s own book!
They shine amid our darkness
Like stars on some lone brook;
Or, like the joyous sunshine,
They fill our path with light,
The fore-gleams of that glory
Where cometh no more night.

Refrain:
The promises, how precious!
I love to call them mine,
Sealed by my Saviour’s dying blood,
In covenant divine.

2 They fall upon waste places
Like gentle drops of rain,
Refreshing and uplifting
The soul that’s faint with pain.
They speak a Father’s blessing,
They breathe a Saviour’s love;
Our comfort in life’s sorrows,
Our pledge of joys above. [Refrain]

3 Yes, they shall stand forever!
God’s word shall still endure,
Amid time’s devastations
Eternally secure.
He’s faithful that hath promised,
I trust his words divine;
Oh, show me all their fulness,
Blest Spirit, make them mine. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: The promises, how precious
• Title: The Promises
• Author: L. E. Hewitt
• Refrain First Line: The promises, how precious
• Publication Date: 1888

Tune Information

• Name: [The promises, how precious]
• Composer: Jno. R. Sweney