Words: August H. Ericsson, in Carols of Hope, edited by Clarence M. Seamans, Frederick Stanton & Francis A. Blackmer (Boston, Massachusetts: Advent Christian Publication Society, 1906), page 111.
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The Book of the ages, the oldest, the new;
We love thee, thy precepts, thy sayings so true;
Sweet light and assurance thy radiance leave,
And comfort in sorrow to those who believe.
Our fathers did love thee, thou blest sacred Book;
Thy words were their counsel, of thee they partook;
In seasons of anguish, ’mid fagot and flame,
Thy promise sustained them, they honored thy name.
Dear Bible, thy pages our God doth reveal,
Thy wonderful Gospel hath power to heal;
We read on thy pages of God’s love to man,
Salvation provided through Jesus’ dear name.
And now, blessèd Bible, our lamp thou shalt be,
To guide us all safely o’er life’s rugged sea;
And when to the haven of rest we shall come,
We’ll sing of thy worth with the ransomed at home.