273   Lord I Have Made Thy Word My Choice




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Lord I have made Thy word my choice
My lasting heritage;
There shall my noblest pow rs rejoice
My warmest thoughts engage.

[2]
I ll read the histories of Thy love
And keep Thy laws in sight;
While through Thy promises I rove
With ever fresh delight.

[3]
In this broad land of wealth unknown
Where springs of life arise
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown
And hidden glory lies.

[4]
The best relief that mourners have
It makes our sorrows blest;
Our fairest hope beyond the grave
And our eternal rest.