Scripture Verse

Thy Word is truth. John 17:17

Introduction

Words: Bur­ton H. Wins­low, 1899. Pub­lished in The Praise Book, ed­it­ed by Howard B. Grose & George G. Graeff (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts, & Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Unit­ed So­ci­ety of Chris­tian En­dea­vor, 1906), num­ber 203.

Music: Gua­da­lu­pe How­ard T. Goo­gins, 1899 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Wins­low or Goog­ins (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

O bless­èd, bless­èd, Bi­ble!
God’s light up­on our way;
Soft, shin­ing ov­er our dark­ness,
With beams of heav’n­ly day;
’Mid clouds of care and sor­row,
And storms of grief and pain,
Its pro­mis­es are ra­di­ant
When earth­ly hope is vain.

Refrain

We thank Thee for the Bi­ble,
O Fa­ther good and kind!
Help us, O Ho­ly Spir­it,
Its deep­est truth to find!

O bless­èd, bless­èd, Bi­ble,
Our on­ly cer­tain guide
Amid earth’s tan­gled foot­paths,
With snares on ev­ery side;
Its lead­ings may we fol­low
Along the up­ward way,
And ne­ver in our blind­ness,
From its blest pre­cepts stray.

Refrain

O bless­èd, bless­èd, Bi­ble!
O mine of wealth un­told!
More pre­cious and en­dur­ing
Than earth­ly crowns of gold;
Its rich­es are un­bound­ed,
And all who seek may find
Bright gems of heav’n­ly lus­ter,
Enough for all man­kind.

Refrain