1.Blessed Bible, how I love it!How it doth my bosom cheer!What hath earth like this to covet?O, what stores of wealth are here!2.'Tis a fountain ever bursting,Whence the weary may obtainWater for the soul that's thirsting,That it may not thirst again.3.'Tis a chart that never faileth,One which God to man has giv'n;And tho' oft the storm assaileth,It will guide us safe to heav'n.4.'Tis a pearl of price exceedingAll the gems in ocean found;All its sacred precepts heeding,So shall we in grace abound.