Lord, Thy Word abid­eth,
And our foot­steps guid­eth;
Who its truth be­liev­eth
Light and joy re­ceiv­eth.

When our foes are near us,
Then Thy Word doth cheer us,
Word of con­so­la­tion,
Message of sal­va­tion.

When the storms are o’er us,
And dark clouds be­fore us,
Then its light di­rect­eth,
And our way pro­tect­eth.

Who can tell the plea­sure,
Who re­count the trea­sure,
By Thy Word im­part­ed
To the sim­ple heart­ed?

Word of mer­cy, giv­ing
Succor to the liv­ing;
Word of life, sup­ply­ing
Comfort to the dy­ing!

O that we, dis­cern­ing,
Its most ho­ly learn­ing,
Lord, may love and fear Thee,
Evermore be near Thee!