Holy Precious is the Book Divine by John Fawcett

How precious is the Book Divine,
By inspiration given!
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine
To guide our souls to Heaven.

Over all the straight and narrow way
Its radiant beams are cast;
A light whose never weary ray
Grows brightest at the last.

It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts
In this dark vale of tears,
Life, light, and joy it still imparts
And quells our rising fears.

This lamp through all the tedious night
Of life shall guide our way
Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.