Truth divine, by angels spoken,
Clothed in strains of music grand;
Like a chain with links unbroken,
Like a rock on which we stand.
Rock of truth, on Thee abiding—
Thus protected we shall be
In Jehovah’s presence hiding
Unto all eternity.
Truth divine, we own thy author,
Maker of eternal things,
Praise to Him we gladly offer
For the hope and grace it brings.
We Thy counsel, Lord, have taken,
Creeds are crumbling ’neath our feet:
Here we stand, by sin unshaken,
Here we reign in grace complete.
Law of love, we meekly pray thee,
Light and life to us impart:
Uncondemned, we will obey thee,
Dwell thou ever in our heart.