How Precious Is the Book Divine

How pre­cious is the book di­vine

By in­spir­ation giv’n;

Bright as a lamp its pag­es shine

To guide our souls to Heav’n.

Its light des­cend­ing from ab­ove

Our gloomy world to cheer

Displays a Sav­ior’s bound­less love

And brings His glo­ries near.

Oh pre­cious book of light and life

Thou source of truth and love

In Thee we view God’s match­less grace

And all His goodn­ess prove

Oh pre­cious book whose light e’er shines

With bright and cheer­ing ray

To guide our souls until the dawn

Of the eter­nal day.

It shows to man his wan­d’ring ways

And where his feet have trod;

And brings to view the match­less grace

Of a for­giv­ing God.

O’er all the straight and na­rrow way

Its ra­di­ant beams are cast;

A light whose nev­er wea­ry ray

Grows bright­est at the last.

It sweet­ly cheers our faint­ing hearts

In this dark vale of tears;

Life

light and joy it still im­parts

And quells our ris­ing fears.

This lamp

through all the te­di­ous night

Of life

shall guide our way

Till we be­hold the clear­er light

Of an eter­nal day.