Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: Precious Bible what a treasure
Topic: Excellency of the Scriptures
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Tune:
Hymn Number: 206
Page Number: 230, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsPrecious Bible! What a treasure
Does the word of God afford!
All I want for light and pleasure,
Food and med'cine, shield and sword;
Let the world account me poor,
Having this, I need no more.
Food, to which the world's a stranger,
Here my hungry soul enjoys;
Of excess there is no danger,
Though it fills, it never cloys;
On a dying Christ I feed,
He is meat and drink indeed.
When my faith is faint and sickly,
Or when Satan wounds my mind,
Cordials to revive me quickly,
Healing med'cines here I find;
To the promises I flee,
Each affords a remedy.
In the our of dark temptation,
Satan cannot make me yield;
For the world of consolation
Is to me a mighty shield;
While the scripture truths are sure,
From his malice I'm secure.
Vain his threats to overcome me,
When I take the Spirit's sword,
Then with ease I drive him from me,
Satan trembles at the word;
'Tis a sword for conquest mad,
Keen the edge, and strong the blades.
Shall I envy then the miser,
Doating on his golden store?
Sure I am, or should be wiser,
I am rich, 'tis he that's poor;
Jesus gives me in his word,
Food and med'cine, shield and sword.