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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>HOW PRECIOUS IS THE BOOK DIVINE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Your Word is a lamp to my feet, and a light for my path.” Psalm 119:105</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_f_a_fawcett_j.jpg" alt="John Fawcett (1740-1817)" width="139.333333333333" height="190"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_f_a_fawcett_j.html" target="_blank">John Fawcett</a>, <em>Hymns Adapted to the Circumstances of Public Worship and Private Devotion</em> (Leeds, England: G. Wright & Son, 1782).
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<p><em>Music:</em> Fred C. Pullin, in <em>Sunday School Hymns No. 1</em> (Chicago, Illinois: Tullar-Meredith Company, 1903) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_h_howpreci.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>How precious is the book divine,<br>
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By inspiration giv’n;<br>
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Bright as a lamp its pages shine<br>
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To guide our souls to heav’n.<br>
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Its light descending from above,<br>
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Our gloomy world to cheer,<br>
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Displays a Savior’s boundless love,<br>
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And brings His glories near.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Oh precious book of light and life<br>
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Thou source of truth and love,<br>
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In Thee we view God’s matchless grace,<br>
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And all His goodness prove,<br>
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Oh precious book whose light e’er shines<br>
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With bright and cheering ray,<br>
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To guide our souls until the dawn<br>
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Of the eternal day.</p>
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<p>It shows to man his wand’ring ways,<br>
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And where his feet have trod;<br>
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And brings to view the matchless grace<br>
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Of a forgiving God.<br>
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O’er all the straight and narrow way<br>
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Its radiant beams are cast;<br>
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A light whose never weary ray<br>
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Grows brightest at the last.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>It sweetly cheers our fainting hearts<br>
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In this dark vale of tears;<br>
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Life, light and joy it still imparts,<br>
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And quells our rising fears.<br>
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This lamp, through all the tedious night<br>
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Of life, shall guide our way,<br>
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Till we behold the clearer light<br>
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Of an eternal day.</p>
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