The Bible (Wells)

O

study it care­ful­ly

Think of it pray­er­ful­ly

Deep in thy heart let its pure pre­cepts dwell;

O

slight not its his­to­ry

Ponder its mys­te­ry

None can e’er prize it too fond­ly or well.

O the Bi­ble

bless­èd Bi­ble

God’s truth is re­vealed in its pag­es;

It strength­ens the young and it com­forts the old

It stands like a rock through the ag­es.

Accept the glad tid­ings

The warn­ings and chid­ings

We find in this vol­ume of heav­en­ly lore;

With faith that’s un­fail­ing

And love all pre­vail­ing

Rely on its pro­mise of life ev­er­more.

With fer­vent de­vo­tion

And thank­ful emo­tion

Oh

hear the blest wel­come

re­spond to its call;

Life’s pur­est obla­tion

The heart’s ad­or­ation

Bestow on the Sav­ior

who died for us all.

This mes­sage of love

From the Tri­une ab­ove

To each na­tion and kind­red

and peo­ple is giv’n;

The ran­somed shall raise

Joyous an­thems of praise

Singing loud hal­le­lu­jahs on earth and in Heav’n.