1 The promises, how precious!
The words of God’s own book!
They shine amid our darkness
Like stars on some lone brook;
Or, like the joyous sunshine,
They fill our path with light,
The fore-gleams of that glory
Where cometh no more night.
The promises, how precious!
I love to call them mine,
Sealed by my Saviour’s dying blood,
In covenant divine.
2 They fall upon waste places
Like gentle drops of rain,
Refreshing and uplifting
The soul that’s faint with pain.
They speak a Father’s blessing,
They breathe a Saviour’s love;
Our comfort in life’s sorrows,
Our pledge of joys above. [Refrain]
3 Yes, they shall stand forever!
God’s word shall still endure,
Amid time’s devastations
He’s faithful that hath promised,
I trust his words divine;
Oh, show me all their fulness,
Blest Spirit, make them mine. [Refrain]
Source: Showers of Blessing #88
|Instances (1 - 4 of 4)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Sacred Trio: comprising Redemption Songs, Showers of Blessing, the Joyful Sound #401||The Promises||The promises, how precious||[The promises, how precious]||L. E. Hewitt||1889|
|Showers of Blessing #88||The Promises||The promises, how precious||[The promises, how precious]||L. E. Hewitt||1888|
|Temple Themes and Sacred Songs #s48||The promises how precious||The promises how precious||Eliza E. Hewitt||1888|
|The Sacred Trio: comprising Redemption Songs, Showers of Blessing, The Joyful Sound (Word ed.) #401||The promises, how precious!||The promises, how precious!||E. E. Hewitt||1892||Bible ||