#179: Holy Bible, Book Divine

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)

The interesting thing to note is that this hymn is one sentence: you cannot cut out a verse without having a sentence fragment, an incomplete thought.


Holy Bible, Book divine,

Precious treasure, thou art mine;

Mine to tell me whence I came,

Mine to teach me what I am;


Mine to chide me when I rove,

Mine to show a Savior’s love;

Mine thou art to guide and guard,

Mine to punish or reward;


Mine to comfort in distress —

Suffr’ng in this wilderness;

Mine to show, by living faith,

Man can triumph over death;


Mine to tell of joys to come

And the rebel sinner’s doom:

O thou holy Book divine,

Precious treasure, thou art mine.

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