John Fawcett 

How precious is the Book divine

      By inspiration given!

How precious is the Book divine

      By inspiration given!

Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine,

      To guide our souls to heaven.

 

O’er all the strait and narrow way

      Its radiant beams are cast;

A light whose never-weary ray

      Grows brighter at the last.

 

It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts,

      In this dark vale of tears;

Life, light, and joy it still imparts,

      And quells our rising fears.

 

This lamp, through all the darksome night

      Of life, shall guide our way,

Till we behold the clearer light

      Of an eternal day.

 

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