Praise the Lord who reigns above
For his word of truth and grace,
Which reveals redeeming love;
This demands our highest praise.

In his word we find our food,
By his word his will we know;
Praise the Lord, supremely good,
From whom life's rich fountains flow.

Never-failing springs of grace
In this sacred volume rise;
Truth D IVINE , from every place,
Shines to make the simple wife.

Mines of rich instruction lie
Treasur'd in those golden lines;
There the P EARL of heav'nly dye
With celestian splendor shines.

Healing balm for wounded souls
In this fruitful garden grows;
Mercy's plenteous river rolls,
Health despensing where it flows.

Praise the Lord that from above
Sent the P EARL OF G LORY down;
By that gift of boundless love
Sealing all his wealth our own!