1 Oh! send forth the Bible, more precious than gold;
Let no one presume the blest gift to withhold;
It speaks to all nations, in language so plain,
That he who will read it, true wisdom may gain.
2 It tells us of One who is mighty to save,
Who died on the cross, and arose from the grave;
Who dwelleth on high, in that holy abode,
Now pleading for man with a sin-pard'ning God.
3 Oh! who would neglect such a volume as this,
That warns us of danger, invites us to bliss?
Send forth the blest Bible, earth's regions around,
Wherever the footsteps of man may be found.
Source: Songs for Little Folks: a collection adapted for the home circle and for primary classes in Sunday schools and day schools: containing a number of carefully selected kindergarten songs #103a
| First Line: | O send forth the Bible more precious than gold |
| Title: | Send Forth the Bible |
| Language: | English |
| Copyright: | Public Domain |
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