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It fills our life with fragrance And brightens all of days.

It lifts our eyes toward Heaven And gives Him all the praise. Heed the glad tidings, The warnings and chidings Found in this volume of Heavenly store With faith that's prevailing, And love that's unfailing, Trust in its promises for life evermore. Therefore, think of it carefully. Study it prayerfully Deep in thine heart let its oracles dwell. Ponder its mystery, Slight not its history. None can e'er love it too fondly or well.

He's the Theme of the Bible, The Center and Heart of the Book. He's the Rose of Sharon, The Lily - fair. Whenever I open the Bible, The Lord of the Bible is there. He, in the Book's beginning, Gave the earth its form. He's the Ark of safety To bear the brunt of the storm. The burning Bush in the desert, The Budding of Aaron's rod, Whenever I open the Bible I see the Son of God. The Lamb upon Mount Moriah, The Ladder from earth to sky, The scarlet Cord in the window, The Serpent lifted high. The Smitten Rock in the desert The Shepherd with staff and crook, Whenever I open the Bible I see my Lord in the Book. He's the Seed of the woman, The Saviour - virgin born. He's the Son of David Whom men rejected with scorn. The Lord of eternal Glory Whom John the apostle saw, The Light of the celestial city, The Lamb without spot or flaw, The Bridegroom coming at midnight For Whom His people look. The face of my Lord I discover Whenever I open the Book. When childhood needs a leader Or youth a beacon light, And when sorrow cries for comfort And weakness cries for might, Bring forth the holy Bible. The Bible, there it stands, Resolving all of life's problems And meeting its demands. Though sophistry conceal it The Bible - there it stands. Though Pharisees profane it ,Its influence expands.

THE BIBLE This is the greatest Book on earth. Unparalleled it stands. Its author - God. Its truth - divine. Inspired in every word and line Though written byhuman hands. This is the volume of the cross. Its saving truth is sure. Its doctrine - pure. Its history - true. Its gospel - old, but ever new Shall evermore endure. This is the solid Rock of truth Which all attacks defy. O'er every stormy blast of time It towers with majesty sublime. It lives and never dies. Though the cover is worn And pages are torn And places bear traces of tears, Yet more precious than gold Is this Book worn and old That can shatter and scatter my fears. When I prayerfully look In this Blessed old Book Many pleasures and treasures I see. There are promises of llife From the Father above Who is nearest and dearest to me. This Book is my Guide. 'Tis a Friend by my side. It will lighten and brighten my way. And each promise I find Soothes and gladdens my mind As I teach it and preach it each day. To this Book I will cling, Of its worth I will sing Though great losses and crosses be mine For I cannot despair Though surrounded by care While possessing this blessing divine. I see my Lord in the Bible Whenever I chance to look.

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