1 Bless’d is the man who makes the word
Of God his constant guide;
There learns the path his Savior trod,
Nor turns his step aside,
But shuns the broad and flowery way
Where vice and folly love to stray.
2 He, like a tree whose spreading root
Refreshing waters lave,
Whose bending boughs with golden fruit
In rich luxuriance wave,
Shall firmly stand when storms invade—
No leaf shall fall, no blossom fade.
3 And when, his life’s brief summer o’er,
He shares the general doom,
Though earth shall know his place no more,
In Heaven he still shall bloom;
And there, with endless glory crowned,
In fruits of righteousness abound.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9642
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|The Cyber Hymnal #9642||Bless'd Is The Man Who Makes The Word||Bless’d is the man who makes the word||SOLITUDE||Harriet Auber||86.86.88||<cite>Spirit of the Psalms</cite>, 1829|