The Book of Worship ‎#247

247. Thy Word, O Lord! like gentle dews

1 Thy Word, O Lord! like gentle dews,
Falls soft on hearts that pine:
Lord, to Thy garden ne’er refuse
This heavenly balm of Thine.
Watered by Thee,
Let every tree
Blossom and fruit yield to Thy praise,

2 Thy Word is like a flaming sword--
A wedge that cleaveth stone:
Keen as a fire, so burns Thy Word,
And pierceth flesh and bone.
Let it go forth
O’er all the earth,
To shatter all the might of sin.

3 Thy Word, a wondrous morning star,
On pilgrims' hearts doth rise;
Leads to their Lord, who dwell afar,
And makes the simple wise.
Let not its light
E’er sink in night,
On every spirit let it shine.

Text Information

• First Line: Thy Word, O Lord! like gentle dews
• Meter: C. H. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867
• Topic: The Scriptures
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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