1 Father of mercies, in Thy Word
What endless glory shines!
Forever be Thy name adored
For these celestial lines.
2 Here may the blind and hungry come
And light and food receive;
Here shall the lowliest guest have room
And taste and see and live.
3 Here springs of consolation rise
To cheer the fainting mind,
And thirsty souls receive supplies
And sweet refreshment find.
4 Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice
Spreads heav'nly peace around,
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
5 Oh, may these hallowed pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see
And still increasing light!
6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be Thou forever near;
Teach me to love Thy sacred Word,
And view my Savior here.
|First Line:||Father of mercies, in Thy Word|
|Title:||Father of Mercies, in Thy Word|
|Author:||Anne Steele (1760, cento)|
|Topic:||The Word: Law and Gospel|