The Holy Book.

HOLY Bible, valu'd treasure, I will make of thee my choice; Who can fathom thee—or measure, Only he who knows thy voice. I do prize thy holy teachings, And thy promises I claim; I adore thy meek beseechings, To accept a Savior slain.

What were all the world without thee, All in ign'rance yet would be, May all those who gladly seek thee, Soon from evil be made free. May we render sweet submission, To the wholesome laws of God; May we learn on what condition, Life is promised through his word.