The Voice of Praise ‎#16

16. Blessed Bible! how I love it!

1 Blessed Bible! how I love it!
How it doth my bosom cheer!
What on earth like this to covet?
Oh, what stores of wealth are here!
Man was lost, and doomed to sorrow,
Not one ray of light or bliss
Could he from earth's treasures borrow,
Till his way was cheered by this.
Blessed Bible!
Blessed Bible!
How thou dost my spirit cheer!

2 Yes, I'll to my bosom press thee;
Precious word, I'll hide thee here;
Sure my very heart will bless thee,
For thou ever sayest, Good cheer!
Speak poor heart, and tell thy ponderings,
Tell how far thy rovings led,
When this book brought back thy wanderings,
Speaking life as from the dead.
Blessed Bible!
Blessed Bible!
How thou dost my spirit cheer!

3 Yes, sweet Bible! I will hide thee
Deep--yes, deeper in this heart;
Thou through all my life wilt guide me,
And in death we will not part.
Part in death? no, never! never!
Through death's vale I'll lean on thee;
Then in worlds above, forever,
Sweeter still thy truths shall be.
Blessed Bible!
Blessed Bible!
How thou dost my spirit cheer!

Text Information

• First Line: Blessed Bible! how I love it!
• Author: Phebe Palmer
• Meter: 8s & 7s
• Publication Date: 1873
• Scripture:
  Psalm 119:11
• Topic: The Bible; Thy Word have I hidden in my Heart

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