“Thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing my hear” Jer 15:16
1 Thy word is like a garden,
Lord, With flowers bright and fair,
And everyone that seeks may find
A lovely garland there.
2 Thy word is like a deep, deep mine
And jewels rich and rare
Are hidden in its mighty depth
For every searcher there.
3 Thy word is like the starry host!
A thousand rays of light
Are seen to guide the traveller,
And make this pathway bright.
4 Thy word is like a glorious choir,
And loud is anthems ring;
Though many tongues and parts unite,
It is one song they sing.
5 Thy word is like armoury,
Where soldiers may repair,
And find for life’s battle day
All needful weapons there.
6 Oh! May love Thy precious Word,
May I explore its mine!
May its fragrant flowers glean,
May light upon me shine!
7 Oh! May I find my armour there,
Thy word my trusty sword;
I’ll learn to fight with every foe
The battle of the Lord.