1 Lord, I have made thy word my choice,
my lasting heritage:
there shall my noblest powers rejoice,
my warmest thoughts engage.
2 I'll read the histories of thy love,
and keep thy laws in sight,
while through the promises I rove
with ever-fresh delight.
3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown,
where springs of life arise,
seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
and hidden glory lies.
|First Line:||Lord, I have made thy word my choice|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1674-1748)|
|Topic:||Commitment; Scripture; The Word of God|
|Composer:||Richard Runciman Terry (1865-1938)|
|Notes:||A version in a lower key is found at 763.|