Scripture Verse

Your Word is a lamp to my feet, and a light for my path. Psalm 119:105


John Fawcett (1740–1817)
National Portrait Gallery


Words: John Faw­cett, Hymns Adapt­ed to the Cir­cum­stanc­es of Pub­lic Wor­ship and Pri­vate De­vo­tion (Leeds, Eng­land: G. Wright & Son, 1782).

Music: Fred C. Pull­in, in Sun­day School Hymns No. 1 (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Tul­lar-Me­re­dith, 1903) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Pull­in (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


How pre­cious is the book di­vine,
By in­spi­ra­tion giv’n;
Bright as a lamp its pag­es shine
To guide our souls to Heav’n.
Its light des­cend­ing from above,
Our gloomy world to cheer,
Displays a Sav­ior’s bound­less love,
And brings His glo­ries near.


Oh pre­cious book of light and life
Thou source of truth and love,
In Thee we view God’s match­less grace,
And all His goodn­ess prove,
Oh pre­cious book whose light e’er shines
With bright and cheer­ing ray,
To guide our souls until the dawn
Of the eter­nal day.

It shows to man his wan­d’ring ways,
And where his feet have trod;
And brings to view the match­less grace
Of a for­giv­ing God.
O’er all the straight and na­rrow way
Its ra­di­ant beams are cast;
A light whose ne­ver wea­ry ray
Grows bright­est at the last.


It sweet­ly cheers our faint­ing hearts
In this dark vale of tears;
Life, light and joy it still im­parts,
And quells our ris­ing fears.
This lamp, through all the te­di­ous night
Of life, shall guide our way,
Till we be­hold the clear­er light
Of an eter­nal day.