Scripture Verse

I will delight myself in Thy statutes: I will not forget Thy Word. Psalm 119:16


Edwin P. Hood (1820–1885)

Words: Ed­win P. Hood, 1852.

Music: Sa­voy Cha­pel John B. Cal­kin, 1870 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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

John B. Calkin (1827–1905)


We love the good old Bi­ble,
The glo­ri­ous Word of God,
The lamp for those who travel
O’er all life’s dreary road.
The watchword in life’s battle,
The chart on life’s dark sea;
The beau­ti­ful, dear Bi­ble,
It shall our teacher be.

Who would not love the Bi­ble,
So beau­ti­ful and wise?
Its teachings charm the simple,
And point us to the skies.
Its stories all so mighty
Of men so brave to see;
The beau­ti­ful, dear Bi­ble,
It shall our teacher be.

But most we love the Bi­ble,
For there we children learn
How Christ for us became a child,
Our hearts to Him to turn;
And how He bowed to sorrow,
That we His face might see,
The Bi­ble, O the Bi­ble,
It shall our teacher be.

Then we will hold the Bi­ble,
The glo­ri­ous book of God;
We’ll ne’er forsake the Bi­ble
Through all life’s future road.
And when we lie adying,
Wherever that may be,
The beau­ti­ful, dear Bi­ble,
Shall still our solace be.