HYMN LVIII. Delight in, and Praise for the Holy Scriptures

I BLESS the Lord, Who gives his Word, To rule and guide me right; To hear him say, Love and obey, Affords supreme Delight.

A holy Joy, Without Alloy, With sacred Transport flows, From Truth divine, I feel it mine, To give my Soul repose.

With sacred Love, My Passions move, I burn with strong Desires: With holy Aim, And inward Flame, I feel my Soul on Fire,

By Grace refin'd, My Soul inclin'd, Shall consecrate my Days, As due to none But God alone, And give him all the Praise,