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My God! with wonder and with praise,
On all thy works I look, But still thy wisdom, pow'r, and grace,
Shine brightest in thy Book. The stars that in their courses roll,
Have much instruction given; But thy good Word informs
How I may get to heaven. The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord; But fruits of life and glory grow
In thy most holy Word. Here are my choicest treasures hid, Here
best comfort lies; Here my desires are satisfied,
And here my hopes arise. Lord, make me understand thy law
Show what my faults have been, And from thy Gospel let me draw
Pardon for every sin.
Apd meditate by night.
Mid the flags and the bush - es, In an ark of bul.
rush.es, They left him so lone - ly and wild;
For the ruf. fians would come If he tar · ried at
home, And murder that in - fant so dear.
By the side of the river so clear, The ladies were winding their way,
When Pharaoh's daughter
Stepped down to the water,
Before it was dark,
She opened the ark,
And thought him so pretty,
She call'd him her own
Her beautiful son, And sent for a nurse that was near. Away from the river só clear, They carried the beautiful child,
To his own tender mother,
His sister and brother,
His mother so good,
Did all that she could, To nurse him and teach him with care.
My Bible! 'tis a book divine,
And speaks to me.
His love to me.
Good news to me.
Best hope for me! I love my Bible; may I ne'er Consult it but with faith and prayer, That I may see my Savior there,
Who died for me!