Like a star of the morn­ing in its beau­ty,
Like a sun is the Bi­ble to my soul,
Shining clear on the way of love and duty,
As I hast­en on my jour­ney to the goal.

Refrain

Holy Bi­ble! my pre­cious Bi­ble!
Gift of God, and lamp of life,
My beau­ti­ful Bi­ble!
I will cling to the dear old ho­ly Bi­ble,
As I hast­en to the ci­ty of the King.

Tis a light in the wil­der­ness of sor­row,
And a lamp on the weary pil­grim way;
And it guides to the bright, eter­nal mor­row,
Shining more and more un­to the per­fect day.

Refrain

’Tis the voice of a friend for­ev­er near me,
In the toil and the bat­tle here be­low;
In the gloom of the val­ley it will cheer me,
Till the glo­ry of His king­dom I shall know.

Refrain

It shall stand in its beau­ty and its glo­ry,
When the earth and the heav­ens pass away,
Ever tell­ing the bless­èd, won­drous sto­ry
Of the lov­ing Lamb, the on­ly Liv­ing Way.

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