Thy Word, O Lord, so pure and sweet
Is as a lamp before My feet,
A light upon my way;
It shows me who Thou art for me,
Tells me what I should be for Thee,
Corrects me when I stray.
It tells me how in wondrous love
Thou hast sent the Saviour from above,
Thy well-beloved Son;
How He, announced by angel song
Yet served and labored with the throng,
Which through His love He won.
It tells me how His foes laid wait,
A traitor bound to give them aid,
How on the cross He bled;
How the accursed death He died,
His Father’s presence was denied,
That I be freed from death.
I thank Thee, Lord, that I a man know–,
That Thou wouldst thus Thy love bestow,
To draw me unto Thee;
Accept me gracious Father-God,
For Jesus’ sake whose precious blood,
Has cleansed and set me free.