Precious Words (Crosby)

O the joy while thus we meet

Learning here at Je­sus’ feet

Words of truth that point the way

To realms of day!

Precious words of worth un­told

Ever new but nev­er old

May we read them o’er and o’er

And love them more.

Words that tell of Him who came

In His Fa­ther’s bless­èd name;

And the an­gels at His birth

Sang Peace on earth;

Words that tell His love to men

How He died and rose again

To pro­vide a man­sion fair

That we might share.

Words that kind­ly say to all

While their tones like mu­sic fall

Come to Je­sus while you may;

He calls to­day;

If our heart we op­en wide

He will then with us ab­ide;

We may dwell with Him ab­ove

Where all is love.