1 Thy Word, O God, like dew, restoreth
My fainting soul to strength and peace,
And, as a balm, from heaven poureth
And gives my heart from pain surcease;
Oh, make this field of Jesus bear
The fruit of faith through Thy sweet care.
2 Thy Word, O God, like sword and arrow
Cuts through the sinful world's disguise
And piercing even bone and marrow,
Lays bare the heart before Thine eyes;
Let men before its power fall
And unto Thee for mercy call.
3 Thy Word is like the star of glory
That led the wise men on their way;
It tells the world the wondrous story
Of Him who is our Hope and Stay;
Let all behold this glorious star
And reach their home from lands afar.
Source: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #146