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1 Let av'rice, borne from shore to shore,
Her fav'rite god pursue:
Thy word, O Lord, we value more
Than India or Peru.
2 Here mines of knowledge, love, and joy
Are open'd to our sight;
The purest gold without alloy,
And gems divinely bright.
3 The counsels of redeeming grace
The sacred leaves unfold,
And the Saviour's lovely face
Our raptur'd eyes behold.
4 Here light, descending from above
Directs our doubtful fee:
Here promises of heav'nly love
Our ardent wishes meet.
5 Our num'rous griefs are here redrest,
And all our wants supplied:
Nought we can ask to make us blest
Is in this book denied.
6 For these inestimable gains,
That so enrich the mind,
O may we search with eager pains,
Assur'd that we shall find!
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First Line: | Let av'rice borne from shore to shore |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | The Scriptures |