1 Fixed the cov’nant is, and cer­tain,
Ratified by blood di­vine;
Saints, with lov­ing ex­ul­ta­tion,
Celebrate the kind de­sign:
Sing of mer­cy,
As it now in Je­sus shines.

2 Hence pro­ceed un­numbered bless­ings
Pardon, peace and end­less joy,
Those with cov’nant-truth re­cord­ed,
Shall our dai­ly thoughts em­ploy:
Precious Bi­ble,
Thus to bring a Sav­ior nigh.

3 All its pro­mis­es and pre­cepts,
All the doc­trines it con­tains,
Are a rich and bound­less trea­sure,
Far ex­ceed­ing earth­ly gains:
Sacred vol­ume,
Antidote to mor­tal pains.

4 Let thy light be still ex­tend­ed,
Reaching all the hu­man race,
Let the migh­ty con­quer­ing Sav­ior,
Show the glo­ries of His face:
Win the na­tions,
By His so­ve­reign pow­er and grace.