There’s a book which sur­pass­es the sag­es,
A vol­ume of wis­dom di­vine,
And the glo­ry that gleams from its pag­es,
No splen­dor of earth can out­shine.

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We’ll cling to the Bi­ble,
Light of ev­ery land;
When foes shall as­sault,
We’ll ne­ver, ne­ver fail
To de­fend it, heart and hand;
By the Bi­ble we will stand,
Like a true and val­iant ar­my,
At the Lord’s com­mand.

’Tis the light which will guide us to glo­ry,
The sword of the Spir­it of might;
And to dwell on its beau­ti­ful sto­ry,
Is of Hea­ven the sweet­est de­light.

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It re­veals where the fount­ain is flow­ing,
Which wash­es the soul from its stain;
Age and sor­row are com­fort­ed know­ing,
With earth they shall part with their pain.

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