“How sweet are Thy words unto my taste.”-Psalm. 119:10
1 Thy words unto my taste sweet,
O Lord of hosts, Thy truth love;
The light it shed, before my feet;
Streams from Thy dazzling place above.
2 O joy, within the page to find
Such wondrous treasures all my own;
To trace the mysteries of thy mind,
And reach the splendours of Thy throne!
3 No human wisdom touched that strain
Thy breath breath’d forth the holy light, height,
No creature tongue sang that high
Thy finger scroll’d the message plain.
4 Yet, Mighty Word, Thou stopedst low
To falt’ring lip and feeble hand,
For humble men spake long ago,
Such wisdom as Thy Spirit planned.
5 To Profit him that hungereth
With rich delight and doctrine pure,
To quicken love and strengthen faith
And make his heav’nly calling sure.