THY HY Word, O GOD, shall shine A lamp unto my feet, Shedding some hopeful ray Divine Where paths perplexing meet. Is darkness all too drear? Thou canst turn night to day, "Let there be light," Thy voice rings clear, And shadows melt away. Thy Word, O GOD, shall burn Like some red beacon fire, Wise fear all cast away? Thy Word, O GOD, shall light Life's troubled sea of tears; Its moonbeams make a pathway bright To calm the sailor's fears. Does grief like some keen sword To work their evil will, A Voice shall whisper soft and clear: "Lo, I am with thee still." To GOD the Father praise, Who gave His written Word, And Holy Ghost to Thee, Praise ever to the Three in One, WE Topraise the Saviour's Name, WE love to raise our voices high And with the choirs of earth and sky We know He came from realms of light And passing through death's gloomy night, We love to lift our voices now We love before GOD's Throne to bow And oh, that all the world might praise The great, the glorious day. Amen. 270 LEWES. 7s., 6 lines. Old Melody (adapted). 1 8 8 l A-men. [Alternative Tune No. 181.] FAR away beyond the clouds JESUS dwells and reigns on high, While in dazzling white-winged crowds Holy Angels gather nigh. Praise for ever to our King, Glory to the Lamb they sing. Down below a feeble strain Echoes back the Heavenly lays; Christian voices gladly sing, Now the words of adoration, In that joyous anthem blest? Let them also glory sing, Glory, glory, to their King. Not one voice shall silent stay, Not one heart shall coldly beat; Join we in the glorious lay, Bring our love-gifts to His Feet. Children too with Angels sing, Glory, glory to the King. Amen. |