Thy Word is like a garden, Lord

		

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C.M. 1 Thy Word is like a garden, Lord, With flowers bright and fair; And every one who seeks may pluck A lovely cluster there. 2 Thy Word is like a deep, deep mine; And jewels rich and rare Are hidden in its mighty depths For every searcher there. 3 Thy Word is like a starry host: A thousand rays of light Are seen to guide the traveller And make his pathway bright. 4 Thy Word is like a glorious choir, And loud its anthems ring: Though many tongues and parts unite, It is one song they sing. 5 Thy Word is like an armory, Where soldiers may repair; And find, for life’s long battle day, All needful weapons there. 6 Oh, may I love Thy precious Word, May I explore its mine, May I its fragrant flowers glean, May light upon me shine! 7 Oh! may I find my armour there! Thy Word my trusty sword, I’ll learn to fight with every foe The battle of the Lord. E.Hodder