273 - Lord, I have Made Thy Word My Choice

Lord, I have made Thy Word my choice
My lasting heritage;
There shall my no blest pow’rs rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.
2
I’ll read the histories of Thy love,
And keep Thy laws in sight;
While through Thy promise I rove,
With ever fresh delight.
3
In this broad land of wealth unknown,
Where springs of life arise,
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden glory lies.
4
The best relief that mourners have,
It makes our sorrows blest
Our fairest hope beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.