My Precious Bible
My Bible ‘tis a book divine,
Where heavenly truth and mercy shine;
And wisdom speaks in every line,
It speaks to thee and speaks to me.
My Bible here with joy I trace
The records of redeeming grace -
Glad tidings for a sinful race,
Good news for thee, good news for me.
My Bible in this book alone,
I find God’s holy will made known;
And here His love to man is shown,
His love to thee, His love to me.
My Bible source of comfort pure
To those who trials here endure;
The hope of heaven it renders sure,
Best hope for thee, best hope for me.
I love my Bible; may I ne’er
Consult it but with faith and prayer,
That I may find my Savior there;
Who died for thee, who died for me.
Christ my hope, an anchor sure,
With-in the vale I am secure;
Not I, but Christ who doth endure,
‘Tis Christ with-in, ’tis Christ with-in.
– Isaac Baldwin (1851)