THE HOLY BIBLE.
Reading edition
My God! I bless thee for thy word, I clasp it to my breast; Of all thy glorious gifts to man, The noblest, and the best! When I am idling in the way, And danger stalks abroad, It thunders in my startled ear— “Prepare to meet thy God!” Whene’er I stray, its beacon light Shines through the gloom afar; And when I turn the other way, ’Tis there—my polar star! I glory in thy promises When sorrows rend my breast, And thus, when thinking on thy word, My sorrows sink to rest. In silent watches of the night I sing upon my bed, While gently, on its pillow’d rest, Reclines my weary head. Father! I’ll take thy blessed word, And clasp it to my breast; Of all thy glorious gifts to man, The noblest, and the best!
February 18, 1841.