Blessed Bible

Blessed Bible, precious Word! Boon most sacred from the Lord; Glory to his name be giv' n For this choicest gift from heav' n. 2 ' Tis a ray of purest light, Beaming through the depths of night; Brighter than ten thousand gems Of the costliest diadems. 3 ' Tis a fountain, pouring forth Streams of life to gladden earth; Whence eternal blessings flow, Antidote for human woe. 4 ' Tis a mine, aye, deeper, too, Than can mortal ever go; Search we may for many years, Still some new, rich gem appears.