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BOOK II.

1 THE Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight ; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light.

2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none.

3 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set.

4 Let everlasting thanks be thine For such a bright display As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heav nly day.

5 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of Him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above.

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

2 Food, to which the world's a stranger, Here my hungry soul enjoys ;