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From the Word of God
light is shining brightly out
O’er life’s ocean, tempest driv’n,
Guiding past the rocks
and the hidden shoals of doubt
To the blissful port of heav’n.
The old Book stands! O yes, it stands!
Firm as a rock ’mid shifting sands!
Billows may run high,
tempests sweep the sky;
Firmly the old Book stands!
All its promises are more precious,
far, than gold,
Or than pearls from deepest sea;
“Whosoever will” is the truth it doth unfold,
Precious truth for you and me.
The old Book stands! O yes, it stands!
Firm as a rock ’mid shifting sands!
Billows may run high,
tempests sweep the sky;
Firmly the old Book stands!
In this precious Book
is the dear old story told,
Of the Savior and His love;
And with joy we read of the streets
of purest gold,
The Jerusalem above.
The old Book stands! O yes, it stands!
Firm as a rock ’mid shifting sands!
Billows may run high,
tempests sweep the sky;
Firmly the old Book stands!
Precious Book of life,
let us treasure each command,
Heeding every precept giv’n,
Till the strife is o’er and victorious we stand
With the blood washed throng in heav’n.
The old Book stands! O yes, it stands!
Firm as a rock ’mid shifting sands!
Billows may run high,
tempests sweep the sky;
Firmly the old Book stands!
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