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I love the volume of thy word

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #271b (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. I love the volume of thy word; What light and joy these leaves afford, To souls benighted and distressed, Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2. Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free and large reward. Languages: English Tune Title: NASHVILLE

I love the volume of thy word

Author: Watts Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #10 (1873) Lyrics: 1 I love the volume of thy word; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distressed! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discoveries of thy law, Thy perfect rules of life I draw: These are my study and delight; Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that has the furnace passed, Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God! forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain; Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature, not in vain. Topics: The Bible; The Great Light Scripture: Psalm 19

I love the volume of thy word

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #200 (1814) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 I love the volume of thy word; What light and joy these leaves afford, To souls benighted and distrest, Thy precepts guide my doubtful way; Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discov'ries of thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw; These are my study and delight: Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace past Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 4 who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God! forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain. Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace And book of nature not in vain. Topics: The Scriptures Languages: English

I love the volume of Thy Word

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #250 (1870) Lyrics: 1 I love the volume of Thy Word: What light and joy these leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way; Thy fear forbids my feet to stray; Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis Thy blesséd gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 3 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous ins restrain. Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read Thy Book of grace And book of nature not in vain. Topics: Bible; Means of Grace; Scriptures Languages: English

I love the volume of Thy Word

Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Book #308 (1890) Lyrics: 1 I love the volume of Thy Word: What light and joy these leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way; Thy fear forbids my feet to stray; Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discoveries of Thy Law The perfect rules of life I draw; These are my study and delight: Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace passed Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis Thy blessed Gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read Thy Book of grace And book of nature not in vain. Topics: The Means of Grace The Word of God; Sexagesima Sunday Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English Tune Title: SWISS TUNE