Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians ‎#70

70. The Word More Precious Than Gold

1 Precious Bible! what a treasure,
Does the word of God afford!
All I want for life or pleasure,
Food or med'cine, shield and sword;
Let the world account me poor,
Having this, I want no more.

2 Food to which the world's a stranger,
Here my hungry soul enjoys;
Of excess there is no danger,
Tho' it fills, it never cloys;
On a dying Christ I feed,
He is meat and drink indeed!

3 When my faith is faint and sickly,
Or when Satan wounds my mind;
Cordials to revive me quickly,
Healing med'cines here I find:
To the promises I flee,
Each affords a remedy.

4 In the hour of dark temptation,
Satan cannot make me yield;
For the word of consolation
Is to me a mighty shield:
While the scripture-truths are sure,
From his malice I'm secure.

5 Vain his threats to overcome me,
When I take the spirit's sword;
Then with ease I drive him from me,
Satan trembles at the word:
'Tis a sword for conquest made,
Keen the edge, and strong the blade.

6 Shall I envy then the miser,
Doating on his golden store?
Sure I am, or should be wiser,
I am rich, 'tis he is poor;
Jesus gives me in his word,
Food and med'cine, shield and sword.

Text Information

• First Line: Precious Bible, what a treasure
• Title: The Word More Precious Than Gold
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1803

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