Though the cover is worn
And its pages are torn
with places where there’s traces of tears

Yet more precious than gold
Is this book worn and old
That can shatter and scatter our fear

As I prayfully look
Into this precious old book
Many treasures and pleasures I see

Many promises of love
From my father above
Who is nearest and dearest to me

This book is a guide
A friend by my side
It will lighten and brighten my day

And each promise I find
Truth will gladden my mind
As I preach it and teach it each day

To this book I will cling
Of the words I will sing
Though many corpses and losses be mine

But I cannot despair
Though surrounded by care
By possessing this blessing divine

Great God we praise on all Your works I look
Yet Your wisdom, power and grace
Shine brightest in this book

The stars are in the heavenly row have much instruction given
But only your word instruct my soul
On how to get to heaven